Veal Tender Part 3

. Wednesday, May 04, 2005
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Mr. Brenson’s office is a modest space, with a desk and credenza, and a high-back leather tufted chair for Mr. Brenson. The guest chairs are mismatched. Camera is inside office as the two men enter and sit down.

Mr. Brenson: So I understand you are here for the job of office manager. Tell me a little about yourself. How’d you get the name, Kiram?

Kiram: Well, my parents were fond of greek mythology and …

Overdub of narrator kicks in (Kiram continues to talk in background: That’s a complete lie. Mom was a little too much of a fan of the Blue Lagoon drink, and wanted to call me Hiram, as in “Hiram Walker”, but dad wanted to call me “Kool” with a “k”, so they compromised.

Mr. Brenson: Interesting. Why don’t you walk me through your experiences…

The two continue to talk, fade out and back in to end of interview.

Mr. Brenson: Well, all that’s left is your swim test! Let’s get you into a suit.
He opens up a cupboard behind him to reveal a line of speedos hanging up in order. He searches the collection, then grabs a silver metallic speedo. Kiram is obviously distressed, clearly not expecting this to be part of a job interview.

Mr. Brenson: This should work! Let’s get out there and see what you can do.

Kiram reluctantly accepts the suit and proceeds down the hall to the changing rooms.

To be continued.

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