14 Aug 2008

London (cold) Calling

It was summer in London. Chances are it was summer elsewhere too, being May and such, but when it's summer in London, you just know. I was peddling gas and electricity, door-to-door. As though the Ozone didnt have it's share of woes already. I knew I was going to make a sale the moment the hippie opened the door. We bonded over herbal tea and his collection of Rolling Stones bootlegs. Somewhere between my introducing myself and his signing the contract, the hippie told me, "happiness is wearing jeans to work, man." I signed up for an account on Monster Jobs that evening. Last week, while getting dressed for the interview, I googled 'windsor knot+how to'. My tie looks just fine, if I may so myself.

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