Nostradamus was going through a rough patch in life. He had just been laid off from his job, taking little solace having "seen it coming." Not ready to settle into a job like greeter at StoneMart or a server at Gruel Hut he had his eyes on the classifieds for something more fitting his qualifications. When he saw that Gematria Corp. was hiring a seer he thought that would be perfect.
His resume included some of his best quatrains and he got a chance to interview for the job. After they hashed over the basics the Gematria Corp. rep said,
"Nosy, we really love your stuff. The bit about the great upcoming evil was nicely vague. But we have two problems. One being your all words and no numbers here."
Nostradamus pointed out that his resume showed him to be willing to learn. "I anticipated that question!", he quipped.
Laughing the rep continued, "Love your sense of humor! But a more serious problem. We specifically put in the want ad that we wanted someone to make predictions for the year 501.
Nostradamus made his deal breaking mistake. "I thought that was a slip of the quill, I was born in 1503. I predict the future."
Sighing the rep told him, "Well we can't use you. It's not just that Gematria always reports after the fact. You've admitted your not a prophet for the year 501. We're in this to make money."
"We are not a 501 seer non prophet corporation."
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