dpullum wrote:
At a job interview, an engineer asked me what I envision myself doing 5 years from now. I fumbled with my fingers like chisanbop counting, Finger abacus is a method of calculating, while mumbling, looked up and said, "That is a Saturday morning. I am awakening and looking over to a still sleeping smiling blond remembering a great night before." That is the memory this wonderful, so pleasant, so natural photo resurrects. Yes, I got the job.