This is a test

The universe tests me with my mouth. I know this and I know I have to not say shit even if I have a mouthful of it. 

But …

This kid I agreed to have pawned off on me is about 10 cherry tomatoes short of a salad. 

I gave this person an editing test. The reply was swift: “Like a managing editor? Like the job you’ll give me in July?”

This person is 100% serious and asked when I will know their start date. Uh … 

The same job that doesn’t exist and never will at this point. 

Singalong time!

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