For some reason, I think it’s hilarious. I think it must represent the absolute nadir in the history of something. Perhaps this is the lowest moment of my life.
“A few days later, I learn that the movie theater does not want to hire me. They send me a rejection letter in the mail, which I save. I actually tie it to a piece of string and dangle it from the fan above my mattress, so I can look at it whenever I want. For some reason, I think it’s hilarious. I think it must represent the absolute nadir in the history of something. Perhaps this is the lowest moment of my life. Then again, maybe it’s just another slip in a long, downward slide.”
