I was on a job interview for a high level position. I traveled there on the train with all my suitcases. My interview was first and I made an excellent impression. Intelligent, creative. Then the others were to be interviewed and I was to wait. The others waiting somehow got the idea there was a body in my suitcase (there were actually two bodies in the suitcase). And all gathered as one to force me to open the suitcase. I stood up on the chair in outrage, eloquently and forcefully repeating the speech from "The Monsters are Due on Maple Street": What are you some kind of a mob, are we going to start accusing people, etc. They became uncertain and backed down, leaving me alone. I had been brilliantly decisive and turned an angry mob into passive sheep. My prospective employer saw the whole thing and must have been impressed. I went back home, knowing I'd get that job. I woke up before figuring out what to do with the bodies.
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Thursday, November 1, 2007
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