The amateur juggler sits nervously at the dimly lit desk, knowing full well that his clumsy, shaking hands might at any moment knock the candle over, and set the whole tent office ablaze. Breathe, he tells himself. Get it together.
Across the table, the circus director looks over at the strapping young man before him and quickly gathers his notes for the standard interview questions.
“Ok, Mr… Beansley, is it?”
“Can you juggle more than three items at once?” the director asks, patiently scanning the candidate from behind his tiny, round spectacles.
Phew. He won’t have to lie for this one.