Minutes before the job interview, Taylor somehow let more than a foot of her skirt dip into the toilet she had just nervously used down the hall from her potential new employer.
"Oh, shit," she said, struck by the uncommonly literal meaning of that common swear.
"How much do I need this job?' she asked herself aloud, noticing the clarity of echo emanating in the contained space. She also noticed the clarity of her answer.
"A lot," Taylor said as she grabbed a wad of paper towels, got a handful of antibacterial soap from the dispenser, and set to work.
"Oh, shit," she said, struck by the uncommonly literal meaning of that common swear.
"How much do I need this job?' she asked herself aloud, noticing the clarity of echo emanating in the contained space. She also noticed the clarity of her answer.
"A lot," Taylor said as she grabbed a wad of paper towels, got a handful of antibacterial soap from the dispenser, and set to work.
