Call me crazy but I'm going to do a bunch of job interviews with some members of Balto Source, it was insipired by Nick's 'Interview Me' (Can't wait for mine to be done). First up is my best mate on the forums: Snowboarder Doby.
I'm missing about with a rubber band behind my desk. The rubber band shoots out of my hand and goes flying into the lamp, smashing the bulb!
ME: Oh, bugger!
I begin playing darts, aiming them at the different pictures of Tony Blair (Booo!) and George Bush (No offence, Americans).
ME: (Evilly) Take that, evil Blair! (Throws a dart at his head) Take that, Bush boy! (SBD then enters as the dart flies past her, barely missing her head) Ever heard the word 'knock'?
SBD: Sorry, Zorro! I've finally decided what I want to be!
ME: (Not bothered at all, my voice is dripping with sarcasm) Good for you, my American soul!
SBD: I want to be a.... FIREMAN! (I raise an eyebrow)
ME: Don't you mean: a fire-lady?
SBD: Yes, I just want to do a service in 999, I want to drive a fire-engine.
ME: Miss, you haven't learnt how to drive! I don't think a fire-engine is a good start!
SBD: I'll learn! (She's desperate!)
ME: (Rolling my eyes) In a fire-engine!!?? I'd like to see you do a 3-point turn!
SBD:...
ME: What!?
SBD: You're meant to be supporting me, Zorro! (She starts to whimper)
ME: Oh, for God's sake! (I stand up and pace to the window) Why don't you be a shop assitant.
SBD: (Angry) I beg your pardon!
ME: You'll meet a good husband that way!
SBD: >_<
ME: Oooh! Have I touched a nerve?
SBD: Yes, you bloody well have as you British would say!
ME:...
SBD: Ha, that shut you up!
ME: (Angry) Is it any wonder why I don't put any effort into this...?
SBD: Because you have a big mouth and you don't care about me!
ME:... Now that's not true! And anyway, I'm discussing this here! (There's a long silence)
SBD: (Standing up) Pleasure sharing my job destiny with you, Zorro! (She nears the door)
ME: Job destiny!!?? More like warped dream!! (SBD ignores me and walks out) The things I get to help people, I didn't do anything! (I throw a dart at the picture of a Mona Lisa on the wall) Oooops. Poor De Vinci! (I look sad)
It may not have the same charm as Nick's but I try and I want to do some interviews of my own, sorry Nick!
