For those who are not up-to-date on my compelling and
exciting life, I have recently relocated to Halifax to live with a boy I met on
a boat. I have no regrets, however, I am finding the job search to be a
little discouraging. Thus far, my most consistent gig has been teaching
outdoor yoga on the harbour every evening that it doesn’t rain. So about
once a week. The experience has been joyful and picturesque, but
certainly the job security is pretty terrible. Because I would like to
contribute more to my household than cheap toilet paper, I decided to offer my
services selling expensive pants that make everyone’s butt look awesome, especially
in Padangusthasana. So I filled out an application to work at the local
Lululemon store. I have absolutely no retail experience, but I’m banking
on my charm and good looks. In addition, I’m pretty sure that my
responses to “The Top Eleven Things that Lululemon Wants to know About Me” are
Irresistible. Let me know what you think!
Question Two, Lululemon: How have you elevated someone from mediocrity to greatness?
Question Six, Lululemon: Tell me a quote you live by:
Question One, Lululemon: A goal you've achieved that
you're proud of (Personal, Professional or Health)?
Answer, Me: I wrote an epistolary novel with my
ex-boyfriend, the one I didn’t meet on a boat. We wrote a version our novel in
both French and English. The French version is called, Le petit
sauvage et l’ermite. This means The Little Savage and
the Hermit. I am the little savage because I used to get a lot of
cold sores and in French cold sores are “Les Feux Sauvages.” The Savage
Fires. I am a little savage (fire). We left out fire for the sake
of catchiness. My ex-boyfriend is the hermit because he doesn’t really
like people except to have sex with them.
While we were revising our novel, I took up watching the TV
series “Breaking Bad.” Perhaps you aren’t familiar with this show because
you are too busy meditating and merging with God. That’s unfortunate,
since in that case, you probably haven’t learned that part of a broken plate is
a valid weapon with which to kill someone and/or injure him severely.
These days, I haven’t been meditating or merging with God so I’ve learned from
“Breaking Bad” that a broken plate holds that sort of potential. And yet,
I remain spiritually evolved enough to be aware of the fact the Lululemon would
never hire anyone who murdered and/or severely injured someone with a broken
plate. Hence, during my many liquid-lunch-revision sessions with my
ex-boyfriend-the-hermit, I never once considered throwing a plate across the
room. Not once. I am immensely proud of this. No one needs to
mention that gin-and-tonics aren’t served on plates.
Question Two, Lululemon: How have you elevated someone from mediocrity to greatness?
Answer, Me: Before I met this recent love-of-my-life on a
boat, most of my boyfriends were fairly mediocre. I elevated their
existences with blowjobs.
Question Three, Lululemon: How will you elevate
Lululemon?
Answer, Me: My ass is truly excellent. I’ll look
AMAZING in your pants. Unfortunately, I’ll have to pay for these pants in
installments. Never have I ever received compensation for my great
ass. Great Ass in Hand-Me-Down Lululemon Shorts, with Hedgeclippers |
Question Four, Lululemon: How would you spend an ideal day
off with no financial limits?
Answer, Me: The Happy Lululemon People Manifest that
“Friends are More Important than Money.” Although they’re probably right,
I wouldn’t know because I just moved and I only have two and a half Halifax
friends. These friends are probably tired of buying me coffees. On my day
with no financial limits, I will buy coffees for my two and a half Halifax
friends. They can have two coffees, if they want. They can also
have lattes and pastries and muffins. I will buy my friends various
vitamins to ingest with their muffins because we never know what small mineral
will eliminate the bottleneck to a long life. After coffee and vitamins and
muffins are done, I will breathe deeply and try and live in the moment. I
probably should have done that before I bought the muffins. Once I am
successfully living in the moment, I will hook myself up with two old-age
pensions since Happy Lululemon People Manifest that I mustn’t trust that
an old-age pension will be sufficient.
And finally, I would pay for a lifetime supply of laser hair
removal, so I can wear super short shorts like Kino MacGregor without having my
pubes stick out.
friends are more important than money. |
Question Five, Lululemon: If you could high five
anyone, who would it be and why?
Answer, Me: Margaret Atwood, to congratulate her for
her productive alternatives to rolling up her duvet and humping it.
And Kino MacGregor, for her great thighs and backbends and
super short shorts.
Answer, Me: “Children are the orgasm of life.
Make the appropriate exits.”
Question Seven, Me: What are you most passionate
about?
Answer, Me: I am very passionate about my boyfriend
who I met on a boat and left Montreal for. I also love his big black German
Shepherd named Eliot who cherishes racoons with his teeth. In addition, I
am wholeheartedly committed to devising productive alternatives to rolling up
my duvet and humping it. Me and the Big Black Dog, elevating our souls, with me in Luon |
Question Eight, Lululemon: What do you want to be
remembered for?
Answer, Me: My ass, my short shorts and my old age
pension.
Question, Nine, Lululemon: What gets you up in the
morning?
Answer, Me: Yesterday it was because my diva cup
leaked. Today I awoke suddenly while dreaming about my eventual
demise. I like to mix things up. .
Question Ten, Lululemon: What is the theme song
of your life?
Answer, Me: “Puff the Magic Dragon.” It could be
about weed and that’s very interesting. Or it could have some political
symbolism that I don’t understand. I like the part about frolicking in
the autumn mist. I am pretty sure that Honalee is near the ocean.
Question Eleven, Lululemon: What is your favorite way
to sweat?
Answer, Me: By elevating someone else from mediocrity
to greatness.
My interview is Friday morning. Once I’m hired, I’ll
spread the word and we can figure out a good time for you to come and buy some
pants! Until then, you know the deal: Dance, Sing, Floss and
Travel! May all of your sweat regenerate your skin, E. Xo.
The End.
I love you, this is brilliant!
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