Neha stood at the student services office door.
“Back in 5 minutes” the sign read. She had been standing there for fifteen minutes. Neha could see the people inside laughing, sipping coffee, chatting and checking their social media.
Gathering her courage, she raised a fist and knocked. The administrative assistant looked over, a scowl on his face. He came to the door and opened it.
“Yes?” the blond-haired, professionally-dressed boy said.
“I had a couple of questions about – ”
“Closed at the moment, read the sign please.” He started to close the door.
“But I can – ” Neha stopped as the door shut, and was locked. She slumped a little more as she saw him return to his desk, laughing at something else said. Probably at her expense.
Neha took a seat on the bench, and continued to wait.