Also on job interviews you usually have to get dressed up all fancy or at least with pants and that is not condusive to the way I work best. I'm more of a casual pant wearer ,like I casually walk past my dresser and wonder if I should put on pants and then I look at how far down the drawer is and think about how I would probably have to bend over unless my arms grew super-long overnight, and then I check my arms and they are still the regular length and then I try and remember if I have to do anything today and then I watch the weather channel to see what the fuck is up, and then I change the channel and an Ace of Cakes rerun is on, so I watch that for a while and then it's noon and why bother. That's not what they want to hear at interviews. Trust me. They want a commited pant wearer. Fascists.
Also, also they want your resume to be updated and not exciting, so when they ask "Did you really invent helium and fly to the moon to chase after the nefarious Dr. RottenTwat?" you have to be able to look them dead in the eyes and say 'Fuck you, man. I lost so many buddies from Vietnam on that mission that even talking about it should earn me another 10 Purple Hearts.' and then they would apologize and when you ask for a bajillion dollars an hour they'll be all "Of Course, Commander Dr. Professor!" and then you realize your daydreaming and the security guard has a really firm gripand you wonder if he works out or if this place hires superheroes and then you think about re-tailoring your resume to make it look like you have superpowers and then you realize you should have worn pants after all because now you're going to skin your knees on the pavement when they toss you out.
* I made that story up. No one tazed me, thanks to my adamantium skin. Also, I made that up too.