Listening to: Yann Tiersen - Si Tu N'etais Pas La
I had my second interview today with a company that had "put me on hold" earlier this month. They asked some pretty tough questions. I think there was a moment where I sort of stared blankly at the wall, counting how many tiles were there and multiplying it by 2,397. It was the only way I could look like I was thinking and not, you know, completely dumbfounded.
Actually, I think it went all right. I just think it's much funnier when grown men cry in elevators.