The Job InterviewIf you liked my last skit then you are allowed to read this one. It's about a mathematician.The Job Interview By Melissa Surach Characters: Andrej Krazynski: Nervous guy Employer Andrej into
Employer’s office. E: (Trying to read his name off paper) Hello Mr. K-Kr-…Krajewis…zy…mm..n. What is your name? K: (nervously stuttering) A-A-Andrej K-K-Krazynski. E: Nice to meet you. K: H-H-H-Hello. They
shake hands. Employer is grossed out by K’s sweaty palms. He takes out a
handkerchief and wipes his hands. K looks ashamed, and wipes his hands on his pants. E: Have a seat, Mr Krackerjack. K
sits down. I was just perusing your résumé. It’s quite long, (He lifts up a stack of papers and drops the pages, they flutter to the floor.) yet quite…considerable. (He looks K up and down.) K: Thank you. I’m quite accomplished in my field. E: And you are a… K: A Numerical Analyst. E: Well, you must think you’re
smart, Mr. NutCracker. K: Yes. Look, I know I should be discreet, but this is the job of my dreams. It’s the reason I left my family to come to this country, and the hope that I’ll one day get it keeps me alive. I’m highly qualified, and I would do a superior job. We don’t have many computers in Poland, but my experience speaks for itself— E: Excuse me, but I believe you have a pubic hair on your vest. K: (Looks at down at vest. Picks hair off.) Excuse me, how embarrassing. As I was saying, I can make fractals, and my wife is a combinatrix. I also have several doctorates pure applied practical abstract mathematical science engineering, and I’ve published in MST3K, and Science Dork Daily, among many many others. E: That is quite impressive. Quite. K: In my spare time, I sometimes download differential equations, then solve them myself while racing against the computer, output the data to a Japanese cubic spline, which I then analyze in my sleep. E: Excuse me, Mr. Krackpot, but I believe you have another pubic hair caught on your vest. K: Oh…I’m sorry, I should have washed my vest. (Looks but can’t find hair.) E: It’s right there. K: I don’t see it. K
eventually finds it. I have a dog…As I was saying— E: Another one! You have another pubic hair on your vest. K: Well, I have several dogs. I think its dog hair. E
walks over, picks the hair and holds it up to the light. He examines it. He
sniffs it and tastes it. E: (Holding the hair very close to K’s face) No, I believe it’s a human pubic hair, most likely from a human who’s achieved puberty. K
doesn’t know what to say. E: Thank you for coming, Mr. Kracklepuff. That will be all. K wears a long
face as he leaves. As he’s almost out the door, E calls out, E: Oh, and by the way, Mr. Krazynski, congratulations. You got the job! K: Really? E: No. Fin |