I’m ruined.

It’s over for me.

I realized this as I was answering questions on a computerized personality test at the temp agency yesterday.

Have you ever hugged a co-worker?

Do you understand why people go on shooting sprees?

Have you ever told a “white lie”?

Have you ever had a drink while on the clock?

If I were to tell the truth, I would have answered Yes to all of these questions and then would not have been eligible to go back to the temp agency today to take more tests that I was bound to fail. I would like to see my answers for the grammar, spelling, punctuation test that I only got a 74% on. During the interview I promised the nice girl that I would not hug a co-worker and then tried to explain that I had been typing on a tiny Mexican computer for the past 5 months so could I possibly have a do over on the timed typing test?

WTF.

The good news is that I’m not sweating the job thing. (I probably should be as Oblivion needs some upgrades)  I went down to The Great Outdoor Store and DeAnn was awesome enough to put me on the schedule for a few shifts. I worked at GOS for about 5 years. Not only was it the best job I have ever had, I also worked with people who I would consider some of my best friends.  DeAnn also knows that I hug co-workers–and sometimes customers.

I know that at some point I will have to go back to working a full time job in which I’m the one administering the bull shit quizzes or rather having someone else administer the quizzes.  But I’m going to put that off as long as possible.  I’ve seen the other side.  I’ve tasted the fruit.  And it’s delicious.