Unfairness doesn’t have to win—it’s how you play the game.
I rehearsed my answers, and took the time to research the company.
Then, ironed my dress.
She strolled in late, drinking tea. Forgot her resume. Laughed through her unprepared answers.
I kept my fury in check. They had already decided.
My eyes shift upwards—- her name was already on the door. It was the CEO’s niece.
Was it unjust? Yes, but expected.
I did not let go. I wrote a courteous email, offering thanks. I caually referenced their hiring process, and kept the CEO in the loop.
By evening, an apology. By morning, their offer.
Fair’s fair, was my response.
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