Went to dc for an interview. Spent 8 hours being poked and prodded...
After the ordeal was over I got picked up by a friend of mine, stoned out of his gourd, and proceded to get lost for an hour or so, trying to find the bar.
He's a security guard for the Italian embassy, which Im guessing is a soft target. They didnt train him at all, but they gave him a stick to wave around.
it was fun, and I didnt even mind not getting the job.
17,000 people took a test for 250 state department job openings. I made it most of the way, but not quite. I spent so much time having an intelligent thing to say about fucking anything, civil war in the Congo or Sierra Leone. The politics of Syria, Israel, Mexico.. the history of terrorism and why Mao won the Chinese civil war. God damn it.
But they didnt ask me shit about shit, just a bunch of obscure hypothetical questions, and such.
Oh, well...
After the ordeal was over I got picked up by a friend of mine, stoned out of his gourd, and proceded to get lost for an hour or so, trying to find the bar.
He's a security guard for the Italian embassy, which Im guessing is a soft target. They didnt train him at all, but they gave him a stick to wave around.
it was fun, and I didnt even mind not getting the job.
17,000 people took a test for 250 state department job openings. I made it most of the way, but not quite. I spent so much time having an intelligent thing to say about fucking anything, civil war in the Congo or Sierra Leone. The politics of Syria, Israel, Mexico.. the history of terrorism and why Mao won the Chinese civil war. God damn it.
But they didnt ask me shit about shit, just a bunch of obscure hypothetical questions, and such.
Oh, well...