Oh gosh...here's a memory for y'all. In 1978 whilst in college (yes, I'm older than my font suggests) I applied for a job at a furniture store. They just had to fire someone for dealing drugs out of their warehouse, and were way paranoid about a repeat problem.

So part of the hiring process was to give us all psychological tests and lie detector tests!! Now, in the 70's you couldn't even get INTO college unless you did drugs.... ;-) so I pretty much knew I'd fail all tests. I was a psych major at the time, so I thought this was way cool and went along with it just for yucks.

All I remember was them strapping me into the lie detector machine, asking the last time I smoked pot. I said, "um...last night". Then the psych tests had me rank colors in order of preference. For fun, I put black first, gray, brown... Then there were some fill in the blank questions. OK, this is morbid, but I was enjoying playing with THEIR heads at this point. They statement was:

My mother is _______. I filled in "dead".

Oddly enough, they never called me back for a second interview. Gosh, I wonder why!! I imagine they handed my results over to the FBI for future watching!!!

I guess I was a wee off kilter even back then.

emmy