"Tell me about yourself." He said, watching the candidate before him wiggle in his seat. Unless the interview went incredibly wrong, it was a shew-in hire.
"Well I uh, was a painter. But I hated what I painted. And then I was a solo artist. But it seemed that the music and me never really connected. After that I became a journalist. But you see the world we live in today I find depressing, so I got out of there pretty quick. And here I am." The man said, sitting up straight in his seat
He knew he was qualified, if not over qualified. But the thought of not getting the job still terrified him.
"Tell me more about why you quit journalism." The principal said, scratching his head. It intrigued him how this man seemed to be so open.
Most people he had interviewed seemed to only show their perfect self. But this one was so incredibly different.
"Well, I've been told I'm a bit of a pessimist. And this world we're living in is pretty messed up. Writing about missing children and murder cases seemed to increase my pessimism. If you're in a situation where all you see is the bad, you begin to believe that's all there is." He spoke with passion, and that in itself stood out.
"Do you have a portfolio?" The principal asked, watching as the candidate handed him a thick stack of pictures. There were hundreds of prints, all of different items. Some where sunsets, animals, cars, flowers, people, and more. It was crazy how he made even a simple flower vase look beautiful.
"Well Mr. Smith, it looks like the job is yours!" The principal said and got up to shake the man's hand.
"Thank you so much! You won't regret it." He grinned unable to hide his excitement.
Dan Smith could now add Highschool photography teacher onto his extensive list of jobs.
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compare scars
Fanfiction"compare scars of love and war, oh some are ugly and some are worth it" the story of a sad art teacher
