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Job Interview
“I wore a tux because I dress for the job I want, not the one I have, ma’am,” says a man in front of a desk.
The tired looking woman blinks at him. “And what job do you have currently?”
“Unemployed,” he says, saluting.
She snickers. “And you think janitors wear a tux?”
“Well, no,” he says, finger to lip. “I want to work my way up to be a businessman.”
She stares at him as if he were a reality show about children beauty pageants. “Uh-huh.” She flips through his resume. “And what have you been doing for….” she touches her classes. “5 years.”
“Self-improvement kick,” he says.
“You’re lucky the other guy I interviewed today was wanted for manslaughter…” She takes a deep breath. “You can can start as soon as you change out of that tuxedo.”
He jumps out his chair. “Yes! You won’t regret anything!”
“I regret everything.”
“Oh,” he says, settling. They sit in silence for a while. “…This is my uncle’s tuxedo.”
