He's not ready, brother

You don't have time today to waste on someone so inexperienced and indecisive. You tell him it would be unprofessional to continue and send him on his way. His face is equal parts devastated and incredulous.

"Wow I can't believe I drove all the way across town this early in the morning for this shit!" he says as he composes himself and storms out the door. You try and wish him luck in the future but you don't think he heard you over the sound of his own swearing.

You sit on the edge of your desk, playfully kicking your feet in front of you as your orange platform shoes dangle from your toes. Your next interview isn't for 20 minutes, time enough to rub out a quickie.