"So tell me, Mrs. Smith," asked the interviewer, "have you any other skills you think might be worth mentioning?" "Actually, yes," said the applicant modestly. "Last year I had two short stories published in national magazines, and I finished my novel." "Very impressive," he commented, "but I was thinking of skills you could apply during office hours." Mrs. Smith explained brightly, "Oh, that was during office hours."

Hmmm, do you think she got the job? J

I'm thinking not somehow. But if she keeps getting published, maybe she doesn't need the job afterall.

Good point !

i like her honesty ;0] and i hope she has become now fully independent with her art!

Hey, how did my last interview get in here? lol

"i like her honesty"

Actually, I'd like to learn her techniques on doing all that stuff behind the bosses back!

 ![turkey.gif](http://www.chuck-n-michelle.net/images/turkey.gif)  Sure, you can strive to fly with the eagles but turkeys don't get sucked into jet engines.

Oh, Chuck, it wouldn't be that hard. All those people typing away on computers....do you really know what they are writing? Unless a company puts security tracking on their systems (and I know some do), they really don't know what the person is doing. I wonder how many novels have been written during quick breaks between assignments? Not that I ever did that. Love your turkey.

Yeah, I guess it happens. I sneak stuff in at work sometimes, but my computer screen faces the opening to my cubicle and my back faces it, too. So, people walk in on me all the time!

One reason why I don't browse the Poser gallery !

PS: Glad you like the turkey! Thought I'd try to differentiate my responses with a signature block. After all, the actual meat of my response seldom stands out...LOL

 ![turkey.gif](http://www.chuck-n-michelle.net/images/turkey.gif)  Sure, you can strive to fly with the eagles but turkeys don't get sucked into jet engines.

LOL! I know how that goes. One of our clerks has his monitor turned so far around that he can only see it by an abnormal twisting of his neck. Don't we all know what's on the screen probably isn't confidential but personal? It's too funny.

I've been tempted to write at work, but I get asked questions all the time, so it's too distracting. I also need to say lines out loud, get up and try certain moves to see how to describe them, etc., and I really don't think it would go over too well with our open cube environment. ;-) Nice turkey, Chuck. Will we see it after November? ;-)

There's a story about the computer system in Whitehall - the heart of the British government's civil service - crashing badly some years ago. Something seemed to be terribly wrong with the storage capacity; it had been designed with space for many more years but somehow it kept running out. Extra capacity was added, at great expense because this was back in the days of mainframes. The whole thing ground to a halt again. Were the saving formats wrong? It didn't make sense that memos and reports could take up so much file space. Long rounds of experimentation showed that they were fine. Then one of the techies had the idea of checking what all these files actually were. A huge (and growing) majority of the file space was taken up by part-written novels.