I have been interviewed any number of times over the years. I've been asked hard questions, personal questions, philosophical questions. I thought I was prepared for anything.
The phone rang.
Ruby's small voice told me that she wanted to interview me for a school project. A school project! She's in Grade One! Anyway the project was to interview someone who is a community helper. Ruby thought of me and the interview began.
I was asked where I worked.
"Vita," I said.
"What do you do there?"
"I help people with disabilities."
"How do you help people?"
"I teach them things."
"Do you work on a computer?"
"Yes, I do."
"Do you chat with people?"
"Yes, I have meetings."
"Do you teach people in the community about disability?"
"Yes, I do, I teach people all over the world."
"Um ..." here it seems she'd run out of questions, then, the big one ... "Do you get paper cuts some times?"
A question I'd never been asked before - I admitted that I do sometimes get paper cuts.
You heard it here first!
I feel so exposed ...