I’m not being sarcastic. It’s the truth.
It was on a whim that I applied for a job at The Company, during the few hours I usually had to kill before I started my evening shift at the restaurant.
On the days I call myself a writer, I invent stories.
MY MOTIVATIONS ARE PURE.
You are stuck on a desert island and you are allowed to bring 5 books with you. Are any of those books written by Ayn Rand?
So I conducted an experiment: I invented a job and posted it to Craigslist.