Back when I was at my most innocent, I wanted the person I had a crush on to remember me.
So I kept deliberately controlling my scores, making him come in second in our grade for three whole years.
He got desperate and asked me out, trying to throw me off my game.
I agreed with a smile-then turned around and dumped him before he could dump me.
The good news: he really did never forget me for the rest of his life.
The bad news?
Years later, when I applied for a job, he was the interviewer.
He tossed my résumé aside without a second thought.
“This one won’t do. Next.”