Good golly.
So I had a job interview today and it didn't turn out very well. When I arrived there, the chick lady made a very sour face expression. I felt very bad for her; I thought she swallowed a lemon or something.
Anyway, so when I got there, after she made the face expression, she told me that the work place does not hand out donations. I was confused. So I explained to her that I was there for a job interview. Her face turned even more sour. Must have been a really unripe lemon or something.
She told me that I wasn't dressed properly for the job and I should just go home. I was pretty darn confused. I mean, theY told me over the phone to dress-up for the interview, so dress-up I did. So I asked her what was wrong with the way I was dressed. She told me that, for starters, they wouldn't dare higher someone with a mask. That's not fair. If I don't wear my mask, how do I protect my secret identity? It would be silly for me to not wear my mask, not to mention dangerous. Like if the place got robbed or something and I was working there, how do I stop the bad guys if I don't have my costume and stuff. That would be so awkward.
I was sad that they wouldn't give me a chance. I was even wearing my good cape, the nice shiny soft satin one. Chicks dig the cape. At least that's what they keep telling me in my dreams.
that’s pretty gosh darn funny. But if you really want to get the chicks, go for the Clark Kent look. mmmmmmmm. yummy. 😛