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  • Looking for another job, I half-heartedly arranged an interview with the personnel officer of an advertising agency,
    I wore my favourite outfit to boost my moral and turned up, on time, at the agency in central London.
    A young man, not much older than me, came bouncing through the door, full of enthusiasm and shook my hand. I regarded him suspiciously.
    “What we need here is someone,” he waved his hands around searching for the right words, “who will brighten our day, look enchanting and create a positive environment for our clients.”
    “You won’t want me then,” I told him, morosely, and walked out of the door.
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