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I went for an interview at this fancy day bar today.

I arrived quite early and took a seat at the bar as directed and sipped on the glass of water the bartender had given me.

I fiddled with my phone a bit, all dressed in black with my bag in the seat next to me.

It didn't take long before a man with a buzz cut in a pink shirt introduced himself, his large eyes directing around the small eatery.

I turned to take a look at what he saw and realized immediately that they weren't going to give me a chance because I didn't fit in.

I left with a smile, saying I would be back though of course, we both knew I wouldn't.

So much for equal opportunity.

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