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The Sign said "Interviews inside" so I figured I would go inside and see what was going on. Moving to the city with no real job lined up turned out to be a bigger challenge than I had hoped. The room was poorly lit, and the office reminded me of the old cop movies. The desks were lined up and they were the old style metal desks. It was a very cold and you could see the smoke cloud hanging over the desks of those who were puffing away. The woman that greeted me was very attractive, so attractive in fact; my first thought was what is SHE doing in a dump like this. She pointed to the number machine against the far wall, told me to take a number and have a seat. The waiting room was just as dull and had cold metal chairs. I sat down and sifted through the various magazines they had displayed on a small table. I noticed right away, they were all of the "Adult" nature. I looked up with a slight grin of embarrassment, mainly to see if anyone noticed me looking at them. I am what one would call "Shy and inexperienced."

My number was called. At this point I was starting to wonder what I had gotten myself into. The woman who greeted me at the door led me down a long narrow hall way, handed me a clipboard, and told me to start filling out the questions and someone would be down shortly. I am sitting in a small room the size of a doctor's exam room. There is a metal stool, and a small wooden chair and a bunch of weird buttons some with numbers, some plain all along the side wall. I sat on the wooden chair, as my butt was still numb from the cold metal in the waiting room. The woman at the door leaves, and I start reading over the ...

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