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The
pudgy girl with the long brown hair felt she'd nailed the job interview.
She left with a smile and a lightness, but the man had already decided
that he didn't like her, and this was his list of reasons he had jotted
with his eighty-dollar pen on his fifty-dollar executive notepad:
- She was pudgy.
- She had long brown hair.
- She smelled a little bit like a TV dinner.
- She'd graduated from a particular school, and from what he thought
he'd heard, that school sucked.
- Something about her nose made him think she was Jewish, and he'd
learned long ago from his parents that those people were not to
be trusted.
The
man decided to be a total bastard. He called all of her references
and bragged to them about how he wasn't going to hire her and why.
Her references told him to go and fuck himself. The man told the references
to go and fuck themselves.
Now,
here comes the most interesting part of the story. Pay attention.
The
pudgy girl spent the next week and a half stacking slabs of cement
into swaying towers in the parking lot of the abandoned grade school.
Occasionally, she would stare at robins making nests and lose track
of time. She was abuzz with anxiety waiting for word about her interview.
At
that exact moment, the man filleted the holy hell out of his palm
while slicing a bagel.
People
continued to hate and fear the man, but because he made so much money
for the company, he steadily climbed the ladder of success.
The
pudgy girl got chronic bloodied-knee disease before trying her hand
as a turkey skinner. She forgot all about the interview but never
forgot the robins.
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