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The Raw Innocence of a First Job Interview
The raw innocence of a first job interview I'm sitting at a McDonald's writing a poem. I save it. My interest is piqued, at a young lad interviewing for his first job, presumably. At first I see him dressed in shorts, plain white t-shirt, and slippers, and I then think of his mistaken attire. He kept twitching his nervous knees as the manager looked over his application. The raw innocence. There's an exchange of dialogue. But then I could see that the interview turned into an orientation, even laughter at times. So I knew the young lad had his foot in the door. Great. During this time a smiling women catches my eye. She's probably thinking why I'm watching so intently at the interview. She keeps looking over at the interview, too. I didn't put two and two together until later. The raw innocence of a mother looking on as her cub leaves the lair. connie pachecho 1/26/17
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