Written by Felix Mao from Rye Country Day School, New York, USA The receptionist glanced up as I entered the office. “Name?” she asked. “Sam Jones,” I said, calm, cool, and collected, just like I had been taught. She then handed me a number and directed me to sit in the interview room. I took a seat and saw I had been handed the number 01. First. An average person might feel anxious at this position in the queue, but I was not an average person. As I waited, other applicants
