Job interview. "Tell me about your work experience...

IN CHINESE!!!" Are you ca-ca-ca-ca-crazy? Huh-what? Ok, so I had an interview with the level company, met with the woman who just moments before the interview started informed me that I should try to speak in Chinese for the company CEO that would be down shortly to interview me. It really brings a whole new meaning to an interview, when it is suddenly in another language… I mean, I can chat with the best of the Beijing cab drivers, but I have never really thought of how to describe how the operations part of my job at the remanufactured inkjet marketing online company specifically was established and how policies were set... Love that preparation. The job seemed ok, sales mostly, getting people to be the company's clients by showing off my big big nose and white skin and poor poor Chinese. [the Chinese like to repeat words to add emphasis] Would consider taking the job despite by deep hatred for sales were it not for the fact that this job is not even in Scarsdale, it's in Schenectady, just with lots more traffic in between. I just cannot justify moving to the east side of town, in the actual city, to live on the far far far west side of town. I mean I am talking like my neighbor is the Summer Palace. So it is not a good enough job [no matter what they pay, not like I am having trouble affording my cheapest moment in life ever] to spend most of my day schlepping out there. But I am glad went, but will stay at my cush researching for no real use job until something better [or at least more geographically desirable] comes along.

To end, some lyrics from the Police that I have been pondering:
Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up getting wet