Han Solo: Hey, Your Worship, I’m only trying to help.
Princess Leia: Would you please stop calling me that?
Han Solo: Sure, Leia.
Princess Leia: You make it so difficult sometimes.
Han Solo: I do, I really do. You could be a little nicer, though. Come on, admit it. Sometimes you think I’m all right.
Princess Leia: Occasionally, maybe… when you aren’t acting like a scoundrel.
Han Solo: Scoundrel? Scoundrel? I like the sound of that.
Star Wars V: The Empire Strikes Back
My scoundrel is in his 4th hour of interviews, as I type. I – obviously – have the better end of the deal here.
- Vanilla latte. Check.
- Squishy chair. Check.
- Chocolate croissant. Check.
- Scrolling around the internet. Check.
- Free lunch with Dad Windu and corporate representative. Check.
- Not having to answer hard, uncomfortable, or annoying questions that will dictate my future bread-buying power. Double check.
Yesterday after the plane landed, we covered all the basics – rental car, hotel, and office building reconnoiter. After stalking finding the company’s location, we checked into a nearby apartment building – extremely cool and 3 times as expensive as my current mortage payment – and then got a very late lunch. May I just take a moment and tell you how much I love, love, love a plate of Pesto Chicken Pasta done well? Holy distended stomach, Bat Man, that stuff was divine!
Oops, running out of battery. Time to go retrieve the charging cord.
chicken, huh? Hmph.
4 hours?! My homestudy didn’t take that long and they gave me a child. Geez.
Are you maybe all going government? You know those secret contracts.. Tell DW that the micro chip really doesn’t hurt that bad!
GOOD LUCK! Have a great time.
ScoutMom: This is NOT the town for a vegan. Let’s just leave it at that.
Holly: It ended up being 6 hours of interviews, in all.
SabrinaT: I think the alphabet-soup agencies (CIA, FBI, TSA, etc) would have wanted less information.
Mr. ScoutMom fondly remembers going to visit relatives in that same neck of the woods, back in the station wagon days, and turning on the TV early in the morning to find that the only things to watch were the weather and the hog reports. That’s when he knew he was a few miles from home.
I’ll try not to feel too put out about having solidarity tacos while you were out bein’ all carnivorous n’ stuff. But lets just say that 3 or 4 of us were conspiring to leave some KFC in your fridge for your return.
OMK: In my own defense, I didn’t eat the chicken – but it easily flavored the sauce.
And so what was the conclusion at the end of the day?
At the end of the day, the result was… we’ll know more in a couple of weeks. The HR woman is going on vacation early next week and things are sure to get bogged down while she’s off relaxing. How she can relax when I’m on pins & needles, I’ll never know.
Yum… I’m hungry for lunch now… and I just had breakfast.