I'm on my way to meet with a Dr. for a potential job. The e-mail had just enough levels of cryptic and vague to peak my interest. So I'm puttin' on my fancy shoes!
And THEN there's always the part of my brain that remembers too many scenes from horror movies. You know, the part where there's a nice guy- or family- that just wants to help you. Or that one scene from Silence of the Lambs (genius)....
Anyway, in times like this, even when it's clearly very professional and not suspicious at all, a small part of me suspects it's a trap.....ALWAYS.
I don't even watch that many horror movies. What the hell, brain?
And THEN there's always the part of my brain that remembers too many scenes from horror movies. You know, the part where there's a nice guy- or family- that just wants to help you. Or that one scene from Silence of the Lambs (genius)....
Anyway, in times like this, even when it's clearly very professional and not suspicious at all, a small part of me suspects it's a trap.....ALWAYS.
I don't even watch that many horror movies. What the hell, brain?
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