“I’ve successfully taken 157,680,000 full breaths,” the Jane replied winking.
The joke didn’t just bomb, it bellyflopped into a pool of starving sharks while covered in blood.
“I asked what you’ve been doing for work for the last decade,” the interviewer said.
Jane fingered her clean-but-out-of-style shirt cuff nervously. She thought of diapers, car rides, doctor visits and fresh dirt on new graves.
“Career sabbatical,” she responded. Like Sisyphus, she pushed her resume across the wooden desk.
Her interviewer’s mouth had become as flat as a flounder.
“Thank you for your time,” she said. “We are seeking someone more experienced.”
The joke didn’t just bomb, it bellyflopped into a pool of starving sharks while covered in blood.
“I asked what you’ve been doing for work for the last decade,” the interviewer said.
Jane fingered her clean-but-out-of-style shirt cuff nervously. She thought of diapers, car rides, doctor visits and fresh dirt on new graves.
“Career sabbatical,” she responded. Like Sisyphus, she pushed her resume across the wooden desk.
Her interviewer’s mouth had become as flat as a flounder.
“Thank you for your time,” she said. “We are seeking someone more experienced.”
