There I was suited up , trudging into the “real world” in insanely uncomfortable shoes. I had 17 copies of my resume, references, my transcript, writing sample and a list of the 13 most frequent interview questions for lawyers. I sat in semi awkardness waiting for a question.
“Sing for me” he said laughing.
“What??”
“It says here you’re a singer, so sing for me.”
Is this for real? I drove here for you to act like a total and utter jackass.
“Why did you come out here today?” he said. Did you even read the post I put on the website or just reply to everything?” Wow.
” I read your post sir, actually I have a copy if you’d like to read it. I also have copies of your website bio. I can read to you if the words are too big. You clearly didn’t read my application info . If you want a song, you can come to a show or hire me otherwise fuck off and enjoy your lean cuisine.”

I stormed out quite gracefully given the shoes, hoping the next interview goes better….