Runtime by Barbara Fister

Author:Barbara Fister
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Indie Author Project

Twelve

Two weeks later I got a text from Adam Barton. I read it. I read it again. Then, almost without thinking, I did something I had been avoiding. I called Allie.

“Howdy, stranger. What’s up?”

“I have a job interview with a tech company.”

“That’s great!”

“It’s in Boston, the day after tomorrow. I’m terrified.”

“That doesn’t sound like you.”

“I really, really want this job.”

“What’s it about?”

“I don’t even know. The message I got just asked me to a meeting.”

“So it’s not, like, you saw a job ad and applied?”

“No. I just got a text from the CEO. Here’s what it says.” I opened my messages and read it out to her: “‘Would you be interested in working with us? If so, come to my office at HQ this Thursday 2pm so we can talk.”

“Wow. How did… I mean, did you contact them or something?”

“Robbie works there.”

“Oh.”

“He must have given him my number. I talked to him. The CEO. At a party that Robbie took me to. He shook my hand and we talked. I don’t remember what I said. It was weird, like meeting Sergei Brin or Steve Jobs. How do I prepare for this? I don’t know what he’s going to ask.”

“You must have made a good impression, though, enough that he’s inviting you to an interview. Maybe you just need to be yourself. Tell him about your interests. Do some research on the company ahead of time and be prepared to ask questions.”

“Right. That makes sense.” I had looked Eventive up when Robbie got his interview. I could reread the handful of short articles I’d found. I could even poke around the IRC channels I used to spend time on to see if there was any chatter.

“The library here has a bunch of databases. I’ll see what I can find. What’s the company?”

“Eventive. They do data analytics.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m not sure. Oh god, Allie, what am I going to do? I don’t even have clothes to wear, except a dress, but I wore that to the party. I can’t wear it again, can I?”

“Do you still have those classy black jeans? The ones you got at the consignment shop? Those look good on you and they should be formal enough. That and a nice button-down shirt or a silk top.”

“I have a cowlneck blouse that might work.” If it didn’t have any stains on it, or holes. I had nice boots from the same consignment shop, I’d just have to polish them and make sure I avoided showing the worn-out soles. I would have to take time off from my jobs. Coming so soon after my last request for time off, I’d probably get canned, even if I called in sick. It all began to feel overwhelming. “I don’t have a resume or anything. What would I put on it? I didn’t even finish high school.”

“Do you still have that website?”

“My GitHub profile?”

“I don’t know what that means, but you showed me some programs you put online.”

“Yes, but ugh, I’d better clean my repos up.

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