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hated looking for a new job, it always made her think of prostitution. Getting dressed in your most attractive attire, the kind of outfit that states you mean business. Then leave the comfort of your home to go from interview to interview, trying to sell yourself to just about anyone who would give you a chance to prove your worth. If you were really good at what you did, then you could name your price while you recited your skills.
    “Miss, you may go in now,” said the little snooty secretary. Natasha did not like this woman. She did not appreciate the little sideways glances she kept getting from the woman. Besides she thought her cleavage baring red blouse and just-below-crotch length black skirt was inappropriate for the work place. Then again, maybe she didn't like her because she reminded her of her ex-boyfriend's new flame. One thing was for certain, she would continue to not like her until the woman proved herself likable. She knew she was being judgmental and unfair, but it made her feel better.
    Once inside the office, she sat nervously as the interviewer went through her portfolio and resume. Every once in a while darting expressionless glances at her. Natasha couldn't decide whether it was this man's three piece charcoal-black suit, complete with buttoned up vest, the big office, or his own masculine aura, whatever the case, she could feel her confidence melting away with every passing minute.
    “It says here,” he said, pointing to a spot on her resume, “that you graduated from Gibson College here in Chicago. You majored in photography and...” he cocked his head sideways, “psychology. What interested you in those two fields?” He looked up at Natasha, anticipating her response.
    Natasha sat up straight; she had not realized she was slouching. She hoped to god the interviewer didn't notice either. “Well, I've always been entertained by the idea of capturing beauty or freeze framing the special events of time in a photograph. As a child, I would take pictures of random things with my instant camera and make collages. I loved how a person could capture motion or emotion in an instant. With a picture, that one moment would last forever, even if the memory faded.” She paused to catch her breath.
    The interviewer seemed pleased with her answer and genuinely impressed by her obvious passion.
    “And what about the psychology?” he asked. It really didn't matter to him what her answer was for that question. He was just intrigued by her choice of the double majors. He decided immediately after reviewing her portfolio that it was the best work he had seen in a long time. He was pleased with the way she worked with light and shadows. She had an eye for beauty as well as freezing the “moment.” Whether it was a roaring waterfall or an elderly lady celebrating a birthday, her photographs came to life to tell their own story.
    “Well, that's a more boring story. I had to take a psychology-credited class for one of my general electives and I just became intrigued by the human psyche. I found it interesting that there were classifications for the various behaviors that people exhibited. And equally as interesting were the various scientific reasoning for these behaviors. Not to mention the various methods used for treatments, only to discover there's still so much for us to learn.” She finished with a slight shrug of her shoulders.
    The interviewer seemed to ponder that for a moment. The answer was even more simple than he had expected. He gathered himself, clapped his hands together as if he was breaking a spell and rose from his seat.
    “Well, Miss Hemingway, you will be pleased to know that you have the job. Congratulations! We expect to see you bright and early, Monday morning. The good news is you'll start working at the beginning of the pay period,” he said as he shook her hand. Natasha couldn't believe her luck. She finally got a job and only after six months of being jobless. Well, she did have