a million times

by bofa xesjum

you can do it. it’s easy. i don’t know. i have done it a million times. you have done it a million times? yes, that is what i said. i can’t imagine doing something a million times. whatever. please try to do it once. if you have done one thing a million times, you must not have had much of a life. excuse me? if you have done one thing a million times, you must have had a pretty boring and pathetic existence, that is all i am saying. i don’t think i like your attitude. and who are you to judge me and my life? i was just saying. just making an observation. i think this iinterview is over. you have insulted me and i am not going to stand for it. oh, come on, let’s just get this over with. i am calling superintendent b right now. hello, superintendent? this is j, in the p d department. i have an s here, serial number 89644-32-906. he has insulted and disrespected me, and i would like to terminate the interview. that’s right, i was insulted and disrespected. yes. thank you. j turned to s. you may go. the interview is over. so i do not get the slot? obviously not. please leave quietly. but this was my last chance. i have nowhere to go. do not make me call security. s left the building. he looked down the quiet empty street. eternity stretched out before him like a long white drowsy caterpillar. he wondered if he would starve to death or freeze to death.