Things not to ask in a job interview

“Judge a person by their questions rather than by their answers.” - Voltaire (Francois-Marie Arouet)

Is it bad that the first time I read that quote I thought: “where is the bathroom?”

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I’m such a jerk to myself (Part II)

Even when I expect nobody to read what I write (as in a diary or in general), I still write silly non-sequiturs or pathetically lonely attacks on my prior positions that I may or may not have actually ever held.
My latest e-mail to myself:

Dearest Pixel,
I write this letter to inform you that I am thoroughly disappointed in you. Your life is a colossal disappointment to me. By the time you read this letter, you will be broke, alone and unloved. I know this because I know you. This is the reason why I have taken the advanced precaution to withdraw all of your money, isolate you from everyone and viciously attack all your loved ones. I simply can’t let you have the first strike at ruining your own life.
Loser,
Pixel

P.S. Actually, I did read some interesting things that I wrote to myself. Mostly, it was 2005 me bragging to myself (circa 2006) that I (2005) was dating a beautiful Australian girl and I wasn’t (2006 again). It’s okay, though. I always tease myself like that. It’s kind of my thing

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I’m such a jerk to myself

Futureme.org is a Web site that lets people send letters to themselves in the future.

About a year ago, I found that Web site and sent myself a few letters. I just received them all. I’d forgotten that I’d written myself so much. It’s gotten to the point that I just delete my own letters without reading them. I hate SPAM.

I’m going to report the bastard.

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Why would anyone make a private blog post? Doesn’t that defeat the whole purpose?

This blog post is set to private.  Only the blog owner can see it.

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I do?

Having just left my friend Jess’ house, I have become fully convinced that she is the most wonderful person on the planet. Jess is now one of the few people I would be willing to marry without a second’s hesitation.

Of course, I wouldn’t dare sentence her to a life with me. It’s lucky she wouldn’t be willing to marry me anyway.
Which is why I came up with a better solution: I’ll have her marry my former roommate Trumpet Rob.

The problem is that Trumpie already has a girlfriend. A rather fun one, too. That’s why I’ve decided to that the only rational solution is to kidnap Trumpie’s girlfriend and throw Jess and him a surprise wedding.

Yes, sometimes my solutions waver in their rationality. . . .

Continue reading I do?…

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