“What are you even doing here?”
The HR manager of Social Media Marketing Inc stared at Davin with dead, tired eyes. He took a sip of cold coffee and swallowed it with an unnaturally loud gulping sound.
“I told you, I was asked to come in for an interview.”
HR manager looked Davin up and down, just like he had already done three times before. He was disgusted that a greasy 19 year old kid would even consider to give a man of his stature such lip.
“You have no formal education, or professional workplace experience.”
“Look I’ve got an ulcer the size of my nutsack, a wife who’s probably suckin’ off the hot dog vendor right as we speak, and twenty more nitwits like you to talk to today. So, let’s make this easy for both of us. Give me one reason why I should hire a useless, long-haired punk like you, to manage our clients’ social media accounts.”
Davin remained calm. He took his phone out of his pocket and started looking at it.
HR manager’s blood began to boil. This kid, this little shit, is ignoring me to send someone a text? Or to check Facebook? Or Instagame? To catch a Pokemon? Or whatever this hopeless generation wastes its time with.
Davin stood up, walked around the desk so he was on HR manager’s side.
“How dare you! I want you out of my office immediately you blithering numbskull!”
Davin put his arm around HR manager and took a, uh, ‘selfie’.
HR manager slammed his fists on his solid mahogany desk, sending his stationary flying.
“Delete that now or I will contact the authorities! Delete! Out! Now!”
Davin was back in his chair again, still looking at his phone.
HR manager stood up in a rage, his face visibly turning red and leaking sweat from straining so hard.
An assistant opened the office door and poked his head in.
“Is everything all right sir? Would you like this person removed?”
HR manager motioned frantically for him to escort Davin out of the building.
Davin held his hand up to the assistant, stopping him in his tracks.
HR manager had never before seen such arrogance, such unapologetic attitude.
Davin showed HR manager his phone. He was on Twitter. He had just posted a tweet reading, “at a job interview with this asshole”, and the photo he had just taken. He then put his phone on the desk. It was vibrating every few seconds.
HR manager was speechless. Every blood cell in his body was a grenade, ready to explode at any second.
The phone continued vibrating, more and more frequently, until it was almost constant.
HR manager looked at the phone. 75 favs, 56 retweets.
He looked up at Davin in disbelief.
He looked down again. 89 favs, 70 retweets.
Davin watched the oaf look up and down like a confused dog.
It had been only two minutes since he had posted the photo online, and already it had surpassed 100 favs and retweets.
It was almost two minutes more until HR manager could gather his thoughts. He looked at Davin dead in the eyes. A wide smile spread across his cookie dough face. He waved the assistant away, who closed the door behind him.
He chuckled. His eyes were now bright, an opening cash register could almost be heard.
“How would you like to work at Social Media Marketing Inc?”
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