But before I can go, there's a bizzare interview process set up in the mountains. Some super mega expensive restaraunt, owned and run by my mohter, with a lion and a lioness outside. There's all kinds of tests, and even though my mother runs things, she's not showing any favoritism. The tests are designed to see if we, the five finalists, can handle the stresses of being a celebrity employee, corporate endorsements, getting photographed wherever you go, etc... One of the tests is showing no fear in being photographed with the lions. One of the tests is being able to endure the Hawaii home video from the Smash Home Video Archive (only Adina and I know this pain - the three hour 'beach scene' - oh the horror). All the while, we were all under observance through hidden cameras. One girl did everything fine, but couldn't go to face the lions. I helped her, and while she was there, I stole here Oreo cookies. All this was observes, and when the test was over, and I got back to work, I had won. Walking in to work was like walking into a Hollywood premiere, with everyone taking photos of me, asking for autographs, etc. Finally I found Jeremy, and he helped me scope out a place for a new desk. I could sit anywhere I wanted, take up as much space as I wanted: people would be moved to accomodate me. However, after all the fame, all I did was extend the desk I have now to accomodate more toys. The end. |
