NYC, 2013.

It was a little after 7pm, when you had your first job interview after moving to New York. It was a cleaning job for a big office building.

It was dark outside, and a tall guy dressed in shorts and a tee, with a messenger bag walked out, looking at you. “You’re here for the interview?” Once you nodded, he smiled and shook your hand. He was meant to be interviewing you. “So..did you go to college?” He asked casually.