I didn’t notice someone following me until he was right at my heels. He stepped in front of me. He was wearing a ski mask. I couldn’t hear what he was saying over the music in my headphones.
“Excuse me?” I pulled the buds from my ears
“Give me all your money bitch!” He spat through his ski mask.
Well wasn’t this the perfect end to a dreadful day. Some guy is trying to rob me of money I don’t even have.
“I don’t have any.”
He yelled again. “Bitch! Give me your money!”
“I don’t have any!” I yelled back.
He shoved me. I stumbled back a few steps but didn’t lose my footing. I shoved him right back. We locked in a stare. I puffed up my body as if warding off a bear. I could see him losing his nerve.
“Get out of here.” Defeated, he waved me away.
I turned and walked off, without looking back. I laughed a little to myself. With confidence at first, but the more I replayed the event in my head the more my confidence faded. My stomach dropped, and I started to cry. I could have been killed! What was I thinking? I should have just thrown him my useless wallet.
I arrived home, went to my room, and fell face first into bed. It seemed like only minutes had passed but the screaming alarm clock confirmed that I had slept through the night and was now running late for my job interview. I rushed about, getting ready as fast I could.
The elevator let me off at the sixteenth floor. The receptionist led me to Mr. Rieghnhart’s office. He greeted me with a firm handshake and a smile.
“Nice to meet you, Beth.”
“You too Mr. Rieghnhart.”
“Have a seat.” He motioned to a chair opposite his desk.
“Thanks.” I sat down.
“So Beth, I’ve been looking over your resume. It’s quite impressive.”
He discussed the inner-workings of the company.
“—Which basically means we move money from one account to another.”
He said the word money and my mind flashed to the night before. I tried to imagine him wearing a ski mask.
“What did you just say?”
“We move money—”
I stopped him short.
“Money, say money again.”
The blood drained from his face, and his forehead glistened with sweat. He knew I recognized him.