Why do you want to work?

Why do you want to work?

He was interviewing me. Toward the middle of the interview, he asked me, "Why do you want to work?"
"Because I like working."
"You mean you like the attention!"
I didn't know what to say.
Him: “Okay, you'll get the job. This is the school’s phone number, and this is my private office number. You can reach me anytime from [this hour] to [that hour].”
And he asked me not to share his number with anyone.
I called him, and he gave me an appointment the next day.
There wasn't anyone else at the school.
He didn't discuss work. Instead, he kept complaining about life, people, and women. He also kept cursing.
Then he put his hand on my shoulder, and when I got up, he tried to hug me.
I started crying.
Me: “I want to leave! I want to leave!”
Him: “Calm down. Shut up or I will hit you! I told you to calm down! I hate the sound of crying! Pipe down! Let’s go get something to drink at Ramada Hotel. I'm not going to touch you. Only if you want me to, only if you consent. I don't like forcing anyone to do anything, so don't piss me off and start crying and all that”.
*Performed in:
A Well Mannered Girl - Alexandria - 2014

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