[ WP ] Imagine a world where dating and job hunting are switched . Dating now involves sending emails and resumes , while people seeking employment frequent the hottest clubs .

*'' Oh god, that was probably a bad idea. `` * I thought to myself as I did my best totally-not-drunk walk into the office. Why would I schedule an interview right after my business date with Mr. Johnson from Corporation, LLC., really?! Five drinks had turned into fifteen and... urgh, no use worrying about the past... 
 
 My interviewer sat on the far side of a mahogany desk, her long black hair draped over her shoulder, her brown eyes catching the light streaming in through the window, her blouse stretching as she turned to face m -- NO! Bad Brian! I had to remain professional! 
 
 I sat in the chair across from her. I could get through one interview. I smiled, and she flipped the pages of what I assumed to be my resume. 
 
 `` Pleasure to have this meeting, Mr. Campbell,'' she began, `` but as you can assume, you have extensive competition for entering this field.'' Oh, yeah, I had figured. I could n't have been the only guy going for a position this... attractive. But I guess that's why I *did* have a date just before. `` So, Mr. Campbell, I'm going to have to go over quite a few categories in this interview. Previous position experience?'' 
 
 `` Missionary, cowgirl, *reverse* cowgirl...'' I began to list off, but she cut me off. 
 
 `` I was referring to experience in the position of Boyfriend, Mr. Campbell,'' she explained. I caught a glimpse of a smirk, though. She could n't hide that from me. 
 
 `` Oh yes, of course.'' I cleared my throat. `` Two previous relationships, both between five and six months in length and both within the last five years. Both ended semi-amicably over monetary issues.'' I covered my mouth as a small hiccup escaped. How could I have let Mr. Johnson talk me into *that* much alcohol?! 
 
 `` Well, Mr. Campbell,'' she sighed, rolling back in her chair. `` While your ( ahem ) physical talents and experiences fulfill the requested requirements, your history of relationships ending based on your income...'' 
 
 `` Actually,'' I interrupted, `` I have one quick amendment to make to my resume. As of next week, I will be making a six-figure salary.'' I grinned like a buzzed lunatic and her coy smirk came back. Oh, yeah, *that's* why I let Mr. Johnson talk me into that much alcohol. 
 
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 First post, please be gentle!
