I'm so nervous. I really want that job.
I need to go shopping.
You need to?
Yeah.
What for?
Pants. I want career pants.
What are you wearing?
No one will hire me in these pants.
You think it's the pants?
I dunno. I think it might be. But maybe it's the hair.
You can't buy career hair.
Exactly the point.
That's why I want the pants.
But what if you get the job.
You'll never take off the pants?
Don't be stupid. Of course . . .
they're just sort of like a metaphor.
A metaphor for pants?
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it
will break.
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― William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew
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