Originally Posted by
Fixer808
In my head: "Look around his office and on his desk, try and spot something to talk about to break the ice. FUCK, now I'm not looking at him, he's going to notice that I'm averting my eyes or something! This is going from bad to worse, I'm never going to get this jo--- Hey there's a dog under the desk."
"Hey, doggy!"
"Yeah, that's Marv!"
Marv walks over and flops on his side, wagging his tail.
"Well, Marv says okay, you wanna start on Wednesday?"
"Sure, yeah!..... Sorry, what day? Was giving Marv a tummy rub..."
That was- almost verbatim- my last interview.