How My Pet Monkey Ruined My Job Interview

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Despite my failed interview at the Rocking Chair Factory, I felt I had this one in the bag.  I was nailing every question, the conversation was comfortable and I had offered my interviewer a stick of gum several times, just like all of the experts recommend.

“Everything looks great,” the interviewer looked at me with a smile.  “Oh, if I could just get your resume.”

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"The monkey had signed me up for the mob." rivals "Colorless green ideas sleep furiously" in the 'Language has infinite combinations' department...