chicken heart

my cell phone rang around a little past 7. the number started with 03. a phone call from tokyo.

i thought about not answering, but i did.
"is this miss shoko yanagawa? this is .... from .... newspaper company. do you have a moment right now?" i was sweating and my heart was beating so fast.

it was a call to schedule an interview with me. i applied to a full-time photojournalist position. the company i spent a whole day to fill the form and write an essay. apparently i passed the first selection... interview along with an exam and short essay awaits me there.

now i think about it, i am a bit surprised at how nervous i was while i was on the phone. it was just a phone call. i'm such a chicken.

the guy said in the end, "please be careful of swine flu when you travel." in a very mechanical manner like he was reading off from somewhere. very strange i thought.