2nd: The First Ever Serialized Adventures of You 1.7

Although it would have set you up for years to come if you had won such a lawsuit. You imagine the studio you could have had and nearly shed a tear for the future that will never be, dashed by a last minute display of decency from the dicey douchebag before you.
The man leads you into his office and tells you to sit. You suppress a smile when you see the golden nameplate on his desk. Apparently his name is Richard Head.
“Now, what makes you think you’re qualified to be my assistant?” he asks, clearly uninterested in the answer.
“Well, I graduated Cum Laude from a tier 1 university, I’ve got an MBA in business administration and I’m fluent in two languages. I’ve spent two years interning at similar clerical positions while obtaining that MBA, so I’ve got experience, and I’m used to heavy workloads.”
You wait. He says nothing.
“Some reason you don’t think I’m qualified?” You’re aware that being confrontational is generally a bad move, but since he’s determined to be an ass, you’ve decided to respond in kind. It might be the only way to keep his attention.
After a pause he says “We were looking for someone with five years or more experience.”
“For a $33,000 dollar a year job?” He looks at you blankly. The phone rings and he lazily looks towards it. “Alright, fine. You know what? If you’re that intent on ruling me out before you even know who I am, screw it. And good luck finding anyone willing to work for peanuts.”
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And that's all I wrote. I supose I should finish it, but there's a reason I called it the first ever serialized adventures of you. When I started, even though I convinced myself it was "a short story" my plan was for it to be a sort of perpetual voice exercise. Oh well, either way, that's the story as it stands now. Having now read roughly seven pages of me dicking around aimlessly, what do all's y'all think? Want to see more? Want the hurting to stop?

Oh well. In other news, one of my readers recently acquired an internship at an agency and now she too goes through queries all day. Please offer Alyson your condolences. Or congratulations if you're one of them optimistic types. On twitter she admits to not having a "mean bone" in her body for queries. Wow. That's a serious condition, but I can help with that if need be. Meanwhile, one of our agency's authors has written an article that gurantees me reprisal-free meaness (no, not really, but she makes a good point anyway.)

And uhhh... I guess that's all I've got today. Toodles.