A few weeks ago I was asked by my alma matter if they could do an interview on me about my career for the "Alumni Spotlight" feature of the newsletter. What the fuck I thought. Why not? If it wasn't' for good ole Tech U, I wouldn't have this job. Let them send their little geeky college student or some old hag from the Career Services over to interview m...
I'm eighteen years old. I'm alone in my room. I'm naked and I'm bored. School's out and I'm looking forward to a boring long summer. So, of course I'm jacking off my six inch cut dick. Again. I've shot off two loads already. Mom and Dad are both gone for the week, taking a well-earned camping trip. I declined. I'm just not into the rugged outdoor roug...
I picked up the phone. "Next," I said to Lola on the other end and then laid back. A minute later Lola opened my office door and showed in the next applicant. "Shawn, this is Kyle Marlin. He's here for his 3.30 interview," she said in her professional secretary voice. Once Kyle was inside my office Lola disappeared, closing the door smartly behind her. She...
There were not many jobs around in Birmingham at that time and certainly nothing in my usual line: stationery sales. Yes, selling paper and files and marker pens. Don't laugh: somebody's got to do it. And I knew my stuff, I tell you. But no, nothing around, so I looked at the wider area of sales. If you're a salesman you can sell anything. You've just got t...
We're doing some hiring at my office, and I wish that you applied because I get to do the interviews now. I will lead you back to what I tell you is the office for the interviews. You follow me down the secluded hallway, further and further away from the noise of the office, all the way down to the end. I unlock the door and we enter. It's small and sparse...
[Zayne's POV] Not for the first time today, I had to stop myself from laughing as Jack ran his incredibly nice ass towards the dressing room. He tried to slam the door shut behind him but it only bounced back open leaving his bare backside open to the crowd. Jack just stood there facing the wall as he let his guard down under the belief that he was out of s...
"Hello, you must be Shayne. I'm Mr. Caldwell's boy, Jerome. Come on in. I'll take your bag to your room. He's out beyond the great room, in the pool. Go on back." With that welcome, I entered the world of Ted Caldwell, retired supposed master spy, the man I'd been sent to the New Jersey shore to interview over the weekend for Spy magazine. I hadn't been loo...
I had been out of work for several months and money was getting short, then whilst browsing the internet I saw an advert; 'Personal Security Guard, must be prepared for very close contact, an interactive interview where candidates will be paid for attendance and depending on their performance. The amount will vary, any high scores will be required for a furt...
Jordan realized that his shoulders were touching his ears. With effort, he brought them down and, breathing deeply, tilted his head side to side a few times to loosen his muscles. It's just a job interview, he told himself. You've done this a million times before. And yet... Jordan looked nervously around the room. Men stood at tiny tables in groups of t...
Steve was just a young college guy looking for a summer job between semesters. When he got called in for an interview at the chicken place his friends worked at, he was thrilled! They all said the boss, Nelson, was incredibly hot, but sadly had a wife. Still, Steve was excited and hopeful that he would get the job. When Steve walked into the restaurant, he l...