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Finally the coveted day had arrived. I had been
working in the same firm for over 3 years now, today was the day I was officially
getting promoted. When my boss told me about the promotion I could barely
contain myself.
As I drove to the office in my car, I became
nostalgic and started remembering the day I first stepped into the office. The
day of my interview.
The day started as any other. I woke up. Had a
smooth shave with my Gillette Fusion blade and my Gillette Shaving Gel. I picked up my CV and left the house. Honestly
speaking I had no expectation of getting the job. My batch-mate Rahul Verma (name
changed to protect identity) was also short-listed for the interview. Now he
was an all-rounder. He had almost as many degrees as Manmohan Singh and had
just come back from foreign studies. I didn’t stand a chance.
I reached the office where I saw Rahul sitting on
the couch. He wore a classy suit and had an expensive watch on. The only flaw
in his appearance was the stubble on his face. But Rahul was confident. He knew
he was getting the job. When he saw me, he looked at me with contempt, as if I
was as nothing to him. We both gave the interview and went our separate ways.
Two days later I got a call saying that I got the
job. I was ecstatic. At first I thought I got the job only because Rahul must
have turned it down. But a mutual friend of Rahul and mine later confirmed with
me that Rahul was never offered the job at all.
Back to the day of the promotion: I was standing
before the entire office when the announcement was made. People came up to
congratulate me. But I had something else on my mind. I dashed through the
crowd, walked up to my boss and asked him why he picked me over Rahul all hose
years ago, to which he simply replied, “You bothered to shave for the
interview.”
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Nice story... Thanks for sharing..
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