The intviewer told me that I was “just the person (they were) looking for to fill the position.” The only problem is that I “was a week too late,” because they had “just hired someone a week ago who didn’t have the skills (I did) in Word Perfect, and if she doesn’t “work out in a couple of weeks,” they would call me. Hence the aforementioned prayer that she “would not work out,” but the real problem in that particular instance was not her, it was that they needed someone skilful in MS Word, and I stunk to high heaven and failed the test miserably…even though I put good money and ten days into a school called Short Method, which was operating out of the Empire State Building, my guess is that they are long gone, and felt that I was an aficianado. Unfortunately, my mind drew the joker’s card from the deck followed it up with the card of death and sealed my fate. So after I pulled myself up to the height of the pregnant ant, I went across the street to Barnes and Noble and bought Word for Dummies…part of the for Dummies book parade…and studied it end to end…and the rest is dominant MS Office history.