Turns out I didn't get that job. They ran a report on my private record and found out I did some bad stuff.
Oh yeah, like what?
This one time in high school...
I THOUGHT YOU WERE A PRO!
How was I supposed to know they had a burglar alarm.
And that's the term I ended up having to kill my roommate and convince the dean it was a suicide. Turns out that isn't a real college rule anyway, so I pretty much just killed a guy.
