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Face to face with The MAN
After a rather gray and mundane day of dropping pods, I was chilling at the warehouse, waiting for my eight hours to pass so I could go home. Then came a knock at our front door, and a voice asking for me.
Oh, yeah, I had agreed to be interviewed as part of a thing for
darthgeek.
In comes a youngish Asian guy in a pretty bad suit, who flashes credentials in my face. FBI.
We sit. And chat.
Y'all be happy to know I did not once give into my urge to make snarky comments to some really insipid questions.
Hopefully, my answers helped.
Oh, yeah, I had agreed to be interviewed as part of a thing for
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In comes a youngish Asian guy in a pretty bad suit, who flashes credentials in my face. FBI.
We sit. And chat.
Y'all be happy to know I did not once give into my urge to make snarky comments to some really insipid questions.
Hopefully, my answers helped.
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