A job interview with a surprise ending.
|THE JOB INTERVIEW
Hello Mr. Popperstien. It's a pleasure to meet you.
(During the lengthy job interview, Stephen, the applicant, begins a silent dialog, daydreaming )...
My, what a huge pimple that guy has on his nose!
Sheesh! - I don't think I've ever seen a pimple that large. It must be an inch wide.
I guess it could be an ingrown hair?
Gosh, is it ever red!
This guy is talking to me as if he doesn't even know it's there.
Maybe it's a spider bite or a boil....
Nah, that thing has to be a pimple, it's white in the middle.
I should buy this guy a rat to chew that thing off!
The rest of his face looks fine, but all I can do is stare at that monstrous mound.
Man, what I wouldn't give to pop that thing!
I could just reach out and say, "Here, let me fix that for you".
I'd have to move out of the way - I bet that thing's really under pressure!
I'm probably not going to get this job anyway.
Besides, cleaning portable outhouses just isn't my style.
I'd be doing this guy a favor, by popping that thing.
Who knows, it might save his life!
He's asking for it!
I can totally hear it crying out "POP ME, POP ME!"
It's like fate, I mean, his name is Popperstein.
My wife will kill me if I don't get a job. But at least I won't come home smelling like poop every day!
Ok, this is zit, I'm totally going for it!!!
OH MY GOD Mr. Popperstein, I'm so very sorry I poked you in the eye.... I was just trying to....
(Exiting the office).... Dang,_ I almost had that thing!
My wife's gonna KILL ME!