Saturday, March 1, 2014

My Interviewee

We both sat down across opposite ends of the table, getting ready to work on our LEGO robot project. Miguel removed the grey hood from over his head, revealing his short buzzed hair that barely covered his head. He removed his hoodie since it was pretty warm indoors as compared to the outdoors where it snowed constantly. I was surprised his sleeves were managing to hold in his massive arms. I was almost afraid he would accidentally break the little fragile pieces. He took out his large black-rimmed spectacles and placed him over his penetrating eyes.
"Alright, pull up the instructions menu, bro." he said with a slight Mexican accent. "Let's get it over with."
"Yup.' I replied.
I pulled my laptop out of my bag and pulled up the instructions manual after powering it up.
Miguel pulled himself from the sofa to the floor to get more comfortable. He picked up a few pieces of the LEGO set and began inspecting them, resembling a detective looking for answers.
Finally, he smiled, revealing his upper set of teeth.
"Bro," he said with a confident tone. "We can finish this in less than an hour. This is baby stuff."
"Let's finish this up quick then!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Then we can finally eat!"
"Fo' sho'!" he said, for like the millionth time that day.
And finally, we began working on the project. Miguel constantly moved his massive arms around, working at the pieces while I read out the instructions while at the same time, putting the pieces of together.

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