地道美語(yǔ)聽(tīng)力播客: Nervous at an Interview I

I was on my way to an interview and there was a lot of traffic on the road. I got to the officein the nick of time for my appointment. I walked into the lobby of the building and looked at the directory . I saw that Casey Enterprises was on the penthouse floor and headed to theelevator. The door was just closing.
David: Could you hold the elevator , please? Thanks a lot .
Woman: No problem. What floor?
David: I'm headed to the 18th floor, the top floor.
Woman: Oh, so am I .
David: Do you work there? I have an interview today with Dale Mendoza. Do you know her?
Woman: Yeah, I know her pretty well.
David: To tell you the truth , I'm really nervous. I had a dream last night that I was being interviewed by a three- headed monster that kept trying to bite my head off . Oh, wow, mypalms are sweaty just thinking about it. I just hope Ms. Mendoza won't be able to hear myteeth chattering . I just hope I get though this in one piece .
The elevator doors opened just then and we both walked out. I don't know why I poured my heart out to a perfect stranger , but it actually seemed to help me chill out a bit. I didn't feel quite as nervous.
We were in the reception area and I headed to the reception desk . The woman started walking in the other direction. She turned and called back, "Good luck" with a smile.