And he was about to make a terrible mistake.
At 8:41, the woman’s toddler dropped a croissant on the floor. Jay picked it up. She laughed. He laughed. For a moment, they were just two people on a bus, not two gladiators about to step into the arena.
The receptionist looked up. “Jay? For the 9:00? They’re ready for you.” Hottie Get In The Bus For Job Interview
A small smile. “Delia still driving?”
She was also going to an interview.
But after the third roundback—after the handshakes and the “we’ll be in touch”—the hiring manager, a sharp-eyed woman named Priya, walked him to the elevator. She paused.
“Can’t?”
Then he shook his head. “Can’t.”