I am Richard Gere.

I am Richard Gere. Not in any movie roll, but as himself. I walk into a job interview that is being held in a very small, luxuiously decorated lecture hall. Standing just inside the door, the man and woman interviewing me say, "You are such a good looking man!" and so I give them a (practiced) embarrassed "oh, stop" smile.

The man comes to greet me but I hardly acknowledge him, only brushing his outstretched hand with my own as I sweep past to see the woman. I touch her shoulders and talk about going to dinner later. We have a history, it seems. She is dressed simply in a long denim dress with a deep red jacket on top. She is very pretty, but not striking. After spending enough time convincing her to go to dinner with me to make the man uncomfortable, I head to the front of the room to begin the interview.

I field their questions effortlessly. I will make a wonderful professor.