I hate fucking job interviews. They're twice as bad when the boss is out of his fucking mind.
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| So, uh, can you tell me what motivated you to want to work here a Imhotech, Inc? | |
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| It's easy work, I liked the idea I could drive a forklift while I was drunk. Also, I find the idea of "Casual Naked Fridays" nipple-stiffeningly tittilating. | |
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| I see, that's great. And what would say your three best skills are? | |
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| Uhm. . .I'm good with people, I can work a telephone system, and I can make a shank out of a toothbrush. | |
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| Fantastic! When can you start? | |
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| I started two fucking months ago, sir. How many times are you gonna interview me? | |
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