Job Interview

by

Brett Paufler



The Interview

I'm sort of down, that's what it is.
It didn't go as expected.
She told me no,
"Sorry, not interested...
But we'll keep you on file."

It's not like a date, or getting married.
It was just a job.
And not even a dream job --
Oh, it was a good job --
But not a dream job.

You know...
They were expecting me to work,
To show up on time.
And they were going to fill my days,
With meaningless toil...
And for that matter,
My nights as well.
I'd already had my first dream,
Filled with senseless, meaningless,
Spiritually un-redeeming toil.

But the money was going to be good.
OK.
The money would have been great --
If they had offered what I had wanted --
If they had agreed to my terms,
But they didn't make an offer
And there was no point in relating my terms
Because like I said,
She'd said, "Sorry, we're not interested...
But we'll keep you on file."

Sure, no worries
And in a few days,
A month, a week, or a year,
When the new guy doesn't work out,
The one that sounded so good in the interview,
Who said, "I can do that,"
To everything,
No matter how inane,
Ridiculous or extreme;
Well then, they can call me.
I'm sure I'll be over the rejection --
By then.
And I'd be willing to work it out.
Or take it all out,
On the In Box,
Or the Out Box,
Or all the phases... in-between.



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