I did four interviews today. I hate interviewing people. I never know what to ask. And people are so nervous. And stupid me, I get nervous because I want them to like me.
Yeah, that makes sense. I'm trying to hire someone and I'm worried if they'll like me. Please, please, come to work for us. I'm a nice guy, really I am.
What do you consider you greatest accomplishment to date? Still getting out of bed each morning after 47 years. I never thought I'd make it this long.
What do you consider your greatest disappointment to date? That I didn't have more confidence to stick with my art education and took the way of least resistance, instead. My favorite pasttime was cutting off my nose to spite my face.
I've got four more interviews tomorrow and two on Friday. I consider these three days my final penitential act for Lent, culminating in my final sacrifice on Good Friday. (That thunder bolt will get me one of these days. That last shot was fairly close.)
Pray for my soul. And that ice cubes are available in hell.