I took my bag and walked towards the door. I stopped my steps when my phone rang. I took it out of my bag and checked it. One of my co-workers called me.“Yes, Amy. What is it?” I answered the call.“Angela, Linda told us you quit your job. Is that true?” she asked curiously.“Hm, I want to find a new job,” I replied.She sighed. “I think that's best for you. Linda will continue to torture you if you are still working here,” she said in a sad tone. She was silent for a moment, then she said, “Oh, yes, I know a big company that is looking for a receptionist. You can apply to work there if you want."I’m enthusiastic to hear that. “Really!” I say. My mind suddenly reminded me of something. “But, Amy. I'm not in college. Will they accept me to work there?” I asked with worry.“Don't worry. They just need a good look. You are so beautiful. I'm sure they will accept you to work for them,” she replied.I smiled with relief
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