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It was only when he looked back at this moment,

  • It was only when he looked back at this moment, that he realised what was so odd about it. Despite all the work he'd done, so much research and so much preparation, this was the
  • worst job interview ever. When asked if he was organized, he blurted, "Yes, I'm completely anal." Had he really used the word "anal" in a job interview? The interviewer blinked
  • and breathed out a huge sigh. The suit seemed to restrict what he truly wanted to expel. The secretary buzzed in and broke the thick silence.
  • "Your pizza is here." There was a slight cough and the board looked at him. He gave the signal. Knocking over chairs, they rushed the door. "PIZZA! PIZZA!" they chanted. The door
  • was torn apart like the Bastille in Paris, 1789. The pizza guy behind the door didn't have a chance--the board descended upon him, tore away not only the pizzas, but his uniform,
  • "Holy shit!" He almost shouted out as he noticed something sticking at the back of the board. "Captain Gubberhold wants you." Only this sentence was on that paper. "WTF is this?"
  • Ol' Capt'n Gubby, we called him. If the paper was here on the board, that must mean he was working in collusion with the cell from Islamabad. I grabbed my MP5, unfolded the stock,
  • and realized that I did not know the first thing about guns. I looked down the barrel to see if I could see a bullet or something in there and then
  • it went off, shooting me in the face and narrowly missing my brain. It was pretty gross and the crowd of spectators that had grown around me shot back in panic and disgust.
  • but eventually, the nightmare was over. The joker has been defeated, after all, and only a few of his deadly traps layed around, waiting for victims. But that's a whole other story

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