I stepped out of the car, and he shut the door behind me.
"You're with the email of appointment right?" He asked. I searched through my bag and brought out my phone. I had already downloaded a copy of the employment letter.
He scanned through it briefly. "Good."
We entered through the automated doors, and the first thing that hit my skin was the cool air, which was a sharp contrast to the scorching morning sun.
"Good morning, may I help you?" A woman asked as we entered. Her broad warm smile made me almost giggle. Perhaps she thought that we were clients who came to buy a piece.
"Good morning," Fred returned, and stretched his hand for a handshake. "She's actually here for the job of a…" His voice trailed off and he gestured towards me.
"An art gallery assistant," I chipped in instantly.
Fred nodded his head.
"Then, follow me. You can call me Rita," She led us towards the stairs.
"Mr. Alex, the new staff is present."
