Getting the Job

I quickly cut my sharp hazel eyes at him, as he whispered something in Dani Alves ear and they both start laughing. I had it. I was so frustrated, why did he hate me so much? What did I do? I threw down my used shin-guards on the locker-room floor, trying to over dramatize the situation, and stormed out. Enough is enough, I said to myself. "Uggghhhhh!!!!" I let out a frustrating scream, echoing around the entire Brasilian stadium. I couldn't let my anger get the best of me, but I was really pissed, really.