I think I flunked a job interview today. I walked in there cocky and half-cocked at the same time. I swear i have the mind of a contortionist it’s a shame only my body lets me down. Anyway, I was dressed up to the nines, looking spiffy in a sharp suit and a bold tie. I had my technical presenation down so cold you could see my breath when I presented it. The penny dropped when I met my interviwer. He was slouchy and overweight and he kept looking for his non-existent chin with the tip of his pen. Something about that just put me off. I tried making small talk about motorsport and the rally I was at over the weekend but drew a blank.
By now I was really off-balance and then came the revenge of the nerd. He asked me where I’d want to be in years nad I didn’t have the heart to tell him that the thought of a deserted beach with a scotch in one hand and Hemingway in the other would be my ideal choice. So I hemmed and hawed instead. He went for my jugular like a daylight Dracula.
As I left, I mentally drop-kicked myself for being so unprepared and deluding myself into thinking I could wing it. Turns out I’ll have to learn to fly first.
Audiophile: PJ Harvey – Down by the water
Off my shelf: Batman; The Dark Knight Returns – Frank Miller, Lynn Varley
Midday Matinee: Shichinin no samurai (The Seven Samurai) (1954)
Starring: Toshiro Mifune
Directed by: Akira Kurosawa
