Friday 31 May 2013

At interview

at interview I wore my old man’s suit.

the jacket looked pretty good
but the trousers were tight
and so short
I looked like Norman Wisdom.

still I went along with it
smiling so much it hurt
ignoring the tic below my right eye
and the sweat running down my neck.

the three men before me were at home in their suits
though one said
he was wearing his brother’s suit
he was only joking
not a real comedian, like me.

walking home afterwards
I was tempted to re-evaluate my whole life
but bought a beer and thought
better of it.


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