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(downtown office of Punch McGarnicle: businessman)

Ok.  Well, thank you for coming in to interview today, Mr. Van Huesen was it?

Van Halen.  Steve Van Halen and thank you for seeing me.  My condolences for the recent passing of your brother, Ditch, was it? Anyhow, I just stopped by to drop off my resume and completed application, so I really didn't expect anyone to be available for an interview.  I'm sorry I'm not dressed more formally.

Oh, not at all.  Let's just call it a little "get to know you session".  Why don't we start with some of your interests.  By the way, I think you have a little something on your shirt there.  There's a box of tissues on the desk behind you there.

Ahhh...that is so embarrassing.  I had the top down on the drive over and a flock of birds got me at a red light.  Seagulls I think.

Hmm.  Don't see many of those here in Austin.  Wait.  Just wait a minute.  Did you say...your last name is Van Halen and you are claiming a Flock of Seagulls attached you on the way over here?  I've got a bad feeling about where this interview is headed.

U2, huh?  You know I couldn't put my Badfinger on it, but when I walked in I had a Bon Jovi of a time just finding my way to the personnel department. 

That isn't even a phrase.  And, it's lazy writing.

A-ha!  Boy George, you got me there.  Guilty as charged.  Heh heh.  Don't call the cops on me!

Did you mean to say The Police?

Oh, J. Geils!  That would have been even better.  Oh well, I only Human League, and feeling a little under the weather at that...can't think of how to work The Cure into this sentence.

Good day, Mr. Van Halen.  

I thank you for The Time, and we salute you.