It was a perfect day, but the interview did not go well.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
While I was in Princeton New Jersey recently, I found myself walking along Nassau Street across from Princeton University.
It was a beautiful spring day. It was a perfect day - - or as Vivian Laxton would say, “C'est un jour parfait à donner des sédatifs.” (http://tinyurl.com/oh72eo)
The sidewalk was packed with all sorts of interesting folks; so, I thought that I would gather some views on contemporary events from the person in the street.
Hey, these things always go well when Mike Schuh does them.
Well, my experience was not so good.
She had nothing to say.
I can’t imagine what went wrong. I talked at great length about fashion, sports, life in a college town.
I even sang to her: “Oh it’s such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you. Oh such a perfect day, You just keep me hanging on, You just keep me hanging on.
“Just a perfect day, Problems all left alone, Weekenders on our own. It’s such fun.
“Just a perfect day, You made me forget myself. I thought I was someone else, Someone good.” (http://tinyurl.com/r43u7h)
In return, I got, like, nothing.
Zip. (And, I might add, it was at this point, that my wife did not know me.)
Maybe I need to get some pointers from Bryan Sears or Clifford Cumber.
Maybe I need to grow a beard like Cumber. Sears would’ve nailed it.
I did get some funny looks from some passers-by.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
While I was in Princeton New Jersey recently, I found myself walking along Nassau Street across from Princeton University.
It was a beautiful spring day. It was a perfect day - - or as Vivian Laxton would say, “C'est un jour parfait à donner des sédatifs.” (http://tinyurl.com/oh72eo)
The sidewalk was packed with all sorts of interesting folks; so, I thought that I would gather some views on contemporary events from the person in the street.
Hey, these things always go well when Mike Schuh does them.
Well, my experience was not so good.
She had nothing to say.
I can’t imagine what went wrong. I talked at great length about fashion, sports, life in a college town.
I even sang to her: “Oh it’s such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you. Oh such a perfect day, You just keep me hanging on, You just keep me hanging on.
“Just a perfect day, Problems all left alone, Weekenders on our own. It’s such fun.
“Just a perfect day, You made me forget myself. I thought I was someone else, Someone good.” (http://tinyurl.com/r43u7h)
In return, I got, like, nothing.
Zip. (And, I might add, it was at this point, that my wife did not know me.)
Maybe I need to get some pointers from Bryan Sears or Clifford Cumber.
Maybe I need to grow a beard like Cumber. Sears would’ve nailed it.
I did get some funny looks from some passers-by.
A Mrs. Owl photo from May 16, 2009. 20090516 The Interview Princeton
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