Interview for a Lifetime

“Where do you see yourself in five years?” the President asked. I was one of three finalists interviewing to be the newly-elected President of Earth’s private aide.

Ugh, I never know how to answer that question!

I took a deep breath to calm my shaking nerves and, bravely as I could, replied, “That is not dead which can eternal lie / And with strange aeons, even death may die.”

The President’s eyes narrowed. I quailed under the green gaze.

“Who else knows?”

“Only me, Old One.”

“So, where DO you see yourself in five years?”

“At your side, mighty Cthulhu.”