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Weaknesses For Interview
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Well, I suppose at the very least you identify candidates whose greatest weakness is that they think an interview is a series of lies or defensive half-truths told to specification ;-) I’m not saying it’s a good question, I don’t think it is, but in fact it does reveal some weaknesses.(More…)
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If a candidate simply blows off the answer (e.g., I am really…
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Send me a ‘♪~♫’ and my muse will sing yours whatever song that comes up on shuffle
[*cough* So as soon as you rolled “Automatic” by Nicki Minaj, I knew exactly what I had to do. Two words: GHOST AU!]
Themoment the song started playing on the radio, Elena was doomed.
Zackwas almost immediately shimmying around the apartment, half dressedand singing into Elena's hairbrush. It didn't matter that it was twoin the morning and the neighbors were going to be pissed tomorrow(then again, they were usually pissed when Zack stayed overnight). This washis goddamn song.
“Ican't control the way I'm moving my hips.Betyou never, ever seen it like this!I'ma monster on the floor, I can't quit.No,no, it's automatic!”
Hisvoice was pretty nice for a dead guy, but apparently ghost voicesstay nice if you were practiced when you died. Or something. Whoknew?
“It'sautomatic, I'm a runaway train,Andit's likely that I'll tear up this place.WhenI go, I go hard;I'mashow you best how tonight!Night,nah, ah, night!”
Hisdance moves were awesome too. He was still incapable of notthrusting his hips obscenely every time he sang the word 'hard'though.
“It'sautomatic, my condition's unknown.There'sno remedy, and no antidotes.It'sjust the way that I am,Nicki,Nick, so bad tonight!Night,nah, ah, night!”
Hishair probably looked awesome afterall this headbanging. He jumped up on the bed to get some betterbounce on his badass dance moves.
“Ican't control the way I'm moving my hips.Betyou never, ever seen it like this!I'ma monster on the--”
CRASH.
Okay. So jumping off the bed so he could be a monster on the floor whojust couldn't quit had been a bad idea. He slipped on his owngoddamn shirt and went over backwards. Good thing he was alreadydead, because that impact with the bed frame would have killed alesser man! Or, an alive one. Whatever.