‘OH YES’ I said enthusiastically at my interview in response to the question about accepting responsibility
‘Certainly’ I almost shouted when asked about being trusted
‘Most certainly, absolutely’ I happily chirped when asked about my ability to work on the occasional weekend
‘You bet’ I cried out almost jumping from my chair when they asked me if I could start immediately
‘What, say again? I asked when they asked me if I had served any prison time
‘It was long time ago’ I said assertively and with confidence
‘OH it was nothing really’ I said beginning to perspire
‘What I mean is that it was during my drug phase’ I said before I knew I had said it
‘I could tell you what I did, yes…but it’s really not necessary’ I said rubbing my hands along the edge of my new suit trousers that now seemed very itchy
‘Really it’s not relevant, it was long time ago’ I said sipping my glass of water and spilling some down my chin and onto my new tie, the embroidered flock of pelicans taking no notice.
‘Oh come on’ I said trying to control the tone of my voice
‘Alright..you have to understand it was accident and remember I was under the influence of drugs and alcohol because I’d just told my step mother that my uncle had molested me when I was a kid’ I said now really not sure of myself and where the interview was headed
‘The weasel brothel owner said I’s was 20 bucks short and he put a couple of his stoolies onto me and I kicked one of them unconscious and stuck one with a rusty knife’ I said realising I had gotten up and showed them my kick and how I’d swung my hand up in a mock knife thrust…I put my hand down and sat quickly….. I don’t think they really noticed the anger in my eyes..I’s got a bit of a temper…
‘But that’s all behind me now’ I said as I noticed two of the interviewers closing their folders, I guess they didn’t get all that upset about the brothel incident like I thought they’s would
‘Ok you’ll call me….when will you’s call me?’ I said as they led me out the door, my new shoes were squeaking when I walked..the guy shook my hand and smiled and said they’d be talking to me soon
Outside in the sun I loosened my tie and lit up a smoke… ‘got that one in the bag’ I thought to myself and I walked towards the centre of the city and back to my mates at the bar………………..