Halfway through the job interview, she closed my résumé folder and said:
“You’re qualified. That’s not what I’m deciding.”
“Then what are you deciding?”
She stood, walked around the desk, and sat on the edge right in front of me.
“Whether you handle pressure well.”
Her heel slid slowly against my shoe.
“Because this role requires… stamina.”
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