Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Star.star.star.star.star, a restaurant & me.


Dotted the I’s, and crossed the T’s.
I’m not interested. I don’t even five star myself.
Good sir walks me to the door.

“So I see that you were living in New South Wales. I hear the beer is expensive?”

Me:

“Yes, that’s why everyone does coke.”

Good Sir:
“Like Coca-Cola?”

Me:
“Nope. Like Crack cocaine. It’s cheaper in the long run and the high lasts longer.”

I escort myself to my car thinking about what just transpired…

My first thought:
“Nailed it.”

Days later I receive a call from Good Sir. He wanted to thank me for my time and for also being the ‘funniest interview they have ever experienced. And, if it was ok, he would like to keep my CV on file.’

Me:

“Nailed it.”
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