So I'm going to a renovation & home hardware shop to apply for a job. Apprently they badly needed someone who can work at night (like me!) so they gave me an interview right away. Everything went smoothly. I scored a 20/20 on the math test, the girl was impressed and everything. In the end, she shakes my hand and says I'll know if I got the job within ten days. She says to go downstairs and go through the RIGHT door to leave...
So I start walking down the stairs and I'm thinking to myself 'YOU A BAD BOY, YES YOU A BAD BOY, GRRRR!' (ok not really, but you get the idea).. And then I instinctively go through the LEFT door, which happened to be the EMERGENCY EXIT, AND THEN A VERY LOUD ALARM GOES OFF THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE STORE. So I'm like "HOLY F***ING KAK!".. I had two choices; either wait for security and apologize for the mistake, or make a run for it, hoping I don't get cought and thus never making a bad impression on the manager. After a few microseconds of thinking, I decide to make my escape by walking as fast as one could walk without it being concidered running. (don't want to look TOO suspicious!) and I hid behind crates and vans and successfully escaped without being cought by security!
w00t.
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When bread becomes toast, it can never go back to being bread again.
[This message has been edited by Flexor (edited April 29, 2004).]
So I start walking down the stairs and I'm thinking to myself 'YOU A BAD BOY, YES YOU A BAD BOY, GRRRR!' (ok not really, but you get the idea).. And then I instinctively go through the LEFT door, which happened to be the EMERGENCY EXIT, AND THEN A VERY LOUD ALARM GOES OFF THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE STORE. So I'm like "HOLY F***ING KAK!".. I had two choices; either wait for security and apologize for the mistake, or make a run for it, hoping I don't get cought and thus never making a bad impression on the manager. After a few microseconds of thinking, I decide to make my escape by walking as fast as one could walk without it being concidered running. (don't want to look TOO suspicious!) and I hid behind crates and vans and successfully escaped without being cought by security!
w00t.
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When bread becomes toast, it can never go back to being bread again.
[This message has been edited by Flexor (edited April 29, 2004).]
The music industry is a cruel and shallow money trench where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There's also a negative side.