One Never Knows. . .

A FEW weeks ago, while applying for a position a rather queer thing happened to me. I thought that you might like the little story. Answering an ad in our local paper, I went to one of our large hotels to keep a noon appointment. There was also another applicant for the position there. I'll call her Mary and the man who was interviewing us, Ed. While Ed was talking to us, he invited us into the dining room for lunch. When we were seated, he very politely asked us if we would like cocktails before lunch.