The chair stood alone as if being judged. A strange feeling of foreboding come over me as I was asked to sit. So much seemed balanced on the seat that I found it hard to settle down. The questions began and I clung to the chair as if it could save me.
(Inspired by; https://katmyrman.com/2018/01/09/twittering-tale-66-9-january-2018-the-interview/ with thanks).
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