Liar
It looks like I'm going to have to lie on Monday. I'm a terrible liar. My truth tourettes just kicks in.
I'm (in all likelihood anyway) going to have to tell a company that I don't want the job they're offering. In fact, I'm definitely going to be doing it to a company in the next month or so.
And the reason I don't want the job?
Because....
...well.....
....the guy who interviewed me was a total nazi, and he'd be my boss.
So if the MD asks me why, my brain will be screaming 'NAZI! NAZI! NAZI!' like it's attending the Nuremburg Rally in 1938. I must not say this. Must not. Must. Not.
Any advice on how to lie convincingly? It's practically a white lie. Almost doesn't count right?
I'm so going to fuck this up....
Anyway, guess what I'm doing on Sunday? Yes, of course, I'm playing cricket! After a mere thirty minutes of batting in the nets the captain said I had 'a good eye' and selected me for the first team on Sunday!
I think they're desperate for players somehow....
posted by Red Squirrel @ 10:04 pm
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Why lie? Can't you just say that their operations processes are incompatible with yours?
So is he a Max Moseley kind of Nazi? I'd quite like to meet one of those...
Puss
Well I don't want to burn my bridges should I need to work there in the future.
So having had two interviews I need to find a nice way of saying 'no thanks' without mentioning anything about nazis.
Like your grandads do you Puss? :P
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