He fidgeted nervously in his seat.
Waiting for a job interview was tough.
He observed his rival applicants now.
Many of them seemed quite handsome and smart.
Comparing yourself to others is bad.
He knew he needed to feel confident.
He tried to remember he had his strengths.
Suddenly his name was called; It was time.
He sat down before the interviewer.
The interviewer was dressed all in black.
The man's face was stoic, like a mountain.
Not a hint of friendliness in his gaze.
The man asked about his name and schooling.
He answered promptly, but hinted with nerves.
The man asked why he wanted this career.
He replied that he was experienced.
The man said they all had experience.
The man leaned in with great intensity.
"I want to know what sets you apart friend."
Being called friend was a curveball for him.
"I'm willing to do whatever I can."
He offered to stay late and work weekends.
The interviewer's face cracked a small smile.
He thought it was a sign that he liked him.
The man said he likes his guys flexible.
"I can be as flexible as you need."
The man laughed now; Why is he so amused?
He was too nervous to inquire why.
"Don't say anything, but you got the job."
He could not believe he heard the man right.
"I like workers who can bend easily."
He nodded in agreement with the man.
"Too many people don't respect power. "
He replied, "I always follow orders."
The man seemed to relax when he heard that.
"That pleases me greatly," the man replied.
They stood up from where they had been sitting.
The man took his hand and shook it roughly.
He left the interview feeling grateful.
A life of service seemed just right for him.
