I HAVE A BRAIN.

so a single word addressed to me is critically processed, and i definitely have the nature to react. "what?!" with a confused face is the only thing i could create when someone barked at me, suggesting to-dos and uncritical don'ts.

sometimes i get the lion's growl and fur, fortunately only when i wear a t-shirt and cool satin shorts, but most of the time i stay quiet, especially if i'm wearing a long-sleeved polo and black shoes. what would these kids (who look up to me) learn from me if i lower my belt in front of them? or let my canine control the situation.

bzzz... bzzz... bzzzz...

my phone rang, while i was editing my resume. 'twas the fifth time from another unregistered number.

"yes, this is him." i answered with respect and a straight, soft voice.

a woman promised me a job that i didn't know if it was in line with my career or skills. my heart float in the sky of joy. but the next language transmitted on the phone was "blah blah blah" with a professional tone.

ok, i'm rejected. AGAIN.

i can't count how many HR officer interviewed me and luckily...