Not a Single Word
A job interview candidate struggles with anxiety as rehearsed words fail them in the moment, seeking comfort in food.
This story was written one sentence at a time, by many different people.
Each sentence was submitted separately and chosen by community vote before the next one could be written. Nobody knew how it would end.
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Each sentence was submitted separately and chosen by community vote before the next one could be written. Nobody knew how it would end.
Read the Korean original →
Why am I like this? I berate myself, but in front of the interviewers I'm always just a cowardly coward.
Only after tearing myself down like that could I barely endure today's failure.
Ugh, let's just eat something delicious and cheer up.
"Auntie, three servings of intestines, please!"
As the steaming grilled intestines arrived, I finally felt that today was completely over.
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For now this page is read-only. Participation happens on the Korean site, where each sentence is written and voted on by a different person.
For now this page is read-only. Participation happens on the Korean site, where each sentence is written and voted on by a different person.