job-2
Original: job-2 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Interviewer (a person with glasses, seen in profile on the left): "Where do you see yourself in five years?"
Job candidate (a person with reddish-brown hair and round glasses, hand to their face, looking distressed): "By God. By God I have your job. And you're dead. There's an accident. Two cars in the night, and then you're gone. We were friends and-- WAIT! NO! Once again my clairvoyance has changed the future and it appears I DON'T get this job!"
Votey:
Caption text: "You still qualify for our unpaid internship."
(Below the text, the same reddish-brown-haired candidate is shown looking despondent and teary, with a quivering frown.)
Interviewer (a person with glasses, seen in profile on the left): "Where do you see yourself in five years?"
Job candidate (a person with reddish-brown hair and round glasses, hand to their face, looking distressed): "By God. By God I have your job. And you're dead. There's an accident. Two cars in the night, and then you're gone. We were friends and-- WAIT! NO! Once again my clairvoyance has changed the future and it appears I DON'T get this job!"
Votey:
Caption text: "You still qualify for our unpaid internship."
(Below the text, the same reddish-brown-haired candidate is shown looking despondent and teary, with a quivering frown.)
Alt text
A job interview. In profile on the left, an interviewer with glasses asks, "Where do you see yourself in five years?" The candidate, who has reddish-brown hair and round glasses, presses a hand to their face and answers with mounting horror: "By God. By God I have your job. And you're dead. There's an accident. Two cars in the night, and then you're gone. We were friends and-- WAIT! NO! Once again my clairvoyance has changed the future and it appears I DON'T get this job!" The joke: the candidate literally foresees the future, and by speaking the prophecy aloud they alter it from getting hired to being rejected. Votey: a caption reads, "You still qualify for our unpaid internship," above a close-up of the candidate looking crushed and tearful with a quivering frown.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.