like a Bob Dylan song

I have a Zoom interview at 10:30 this morning with a program named “All Things Are Possible.” Who wouldn’t want to work for an outfit with such a cool name?

While writing my Morning Pages a while ago I tried to anticipate possible questions for me – taking into consideration both versions of my resume present like those round tubes we used to hold up to our eyes and turn the ends, so all kinds of shapes and forms and colors and wild stuff would magically appear – and to come up with answers for each of those questions. Fortunately I decided one answer would do, would fit all. Here it is – “Service.”

I feel it’s a wicked great idea. Any question gets the same answer. It helps my brain remain chilly, and how can that be bad? Nevermind I’m not getting all yakety yakety yak trying to sell myself with long sermons about my particular skills and vast years of experience, my award-winning personality. Blah, blah, blah. Just one word, more than enough.

Some questions will require other answers, no getting around it – “Do you have a registered car?” “Is getting up in the morning an issue for you (the position hours 8a – 1p)?” “Can you commit to six months?” “Who’s your favorite baseball team?” That last one probably won’t get asked, though if I were the interviewer rather than the interviewee, it would for sure. Like, “I don’t care what you did back there at The Drug and Alcohol Resource Program in 1983, I want to know how big your heart is?”

Anyway, I’m the one going to be asked the questions, and happily for me, I already have all the answers. And I don’t even have to leave this chair.

Yippy skippy.