''come in Master A'' i heard
and with an outstanding confidence
i stood amidst them,
my hand behind my back,
resting on my ass.
Their eyes nearly pierced through my skin,
and their lips clapped inceasantly
as they besiege my defence
with downpour of questions
falling in torrent


But for Mr B's fiasco
i wonder what triffle,
witholding one of the best result,
but couldn't reply a specie-specific question
has he stepped in for the horror show,
his heart fluttered.
'' what is your name Master? ''
''Mmmy naame is, ehn sorry i mean was, uhm were...''
he babbled as he was confused and unsettled
''pardon sir, the answer again''
he said.
After lots of questions
misinterpretation and
miscalculations,
the manager said nicely
''Please move out! ''