My first successful interview

One fine morning i was dressed up by momsie in all nice formals with my unruly hair set with a lot of effort, since a part of my hair never settled down on the scalp, and to make things worse it's exactly on near the portion from where the horns of the devil grow. I face the same problem even today, and if it takes me 20 minutes to get ready, 15 minutes go in settling that part of the hair.

I was surprised, no one ever troubled me much while i was a kid, i used to tie my own shoe laces, wear my own uniform and go to Tiny Tots, then why this sudden rush of adrenaline to dress me up for some show? I asked my momsie "Where are we going? Is it a fancy dress ball?" She gave me a small momsie like smile and said that i was going to give answers to some questions to a big unknown man, and she said if that big unknown man offered me sweets or toffees, i should just take one and not act greedy. I nodded my head in agreement and set off with my parents to meet this big unknown man.

I entered the big unknown mans office. It was huge and had many glass shelves with a lot of books in them. I was expecting to meet a big time giant there, but in turn i saw this stout bald short man with a very deep scary voice. I was taken aback. My imagination and reality were not matching, this was calamity. So before he could ask me much, i asked him "Have you hidden the big man somewhere?". He gave a small snort (I till this date hope it was out of happiness), and helped me sit on a high chair kept near his desk.

During the course of conversation, he asked me a lot of questions, and they were so easy. He asked me my name, and my parents name and what they did and what i do when i do not sleep. He was specially impressed to hear how i spent my time when i did not sleep or was not at school. I think he tried some of them at home once the interview was over since i got to know he had a swollen head and a broken arm around 2 days after the interview.

Well the interview soon ended, and as my momsie had predicted, i was offered some chocolates by the not so big unknown man. I took one, and said a polite thank you. He said "Why don't you take some more?". Now i did not know how to react to that. I was not told. So i opened my small fist and grabbed as many as i could and said another thank you.

The interview was over, and i came out to the comfort of my parents once again, they were so excited, and wanted to know what happened inside, and were happy till i told them the chocolates incident.

In a few days time, a white letter had come home. IT had an emblem on it similar to the one that was on my brothers school blazer. Popsie (Dad) and momsie were overjoyed reading it, but i never understood till much later what the reason was for the unusual celebration, but apparently i had passed my first interview.


Dedicated to the first box of chocolates that i took a grab at.