Interview with Chuck I sat across the table while my boss handled carpet samples in the other room. I could not hire the applicant sitting there, I could only sit and talk and decide if a man with twenty years more experience than me could do a junior computer programmer's job. I have never seen the technologies he has seen. I will never do the jobs he has done. He explained tasks I did not comprehend. He looked at me and I turn my eyes away. His hair was too sparse for a comb over. His body too wracked with experience to feign spry disposition. I looked into his white wolf eye brow shaded eyes and saw myself. Everything he studied and learned no longer existed, even his job. I saw myself sitting in front of myself twenty years my senior, unemployed, bereft of skills that sold on the market. I was sitting there in the office facing my own fate in some not so distant year. There I was, trembling, begging for dignity, ... And my boss did not hire me.   -T. Gene Davis