There was a massive job fair on campus Wednesday. The school’s career center bragged that its American University’s largest job fair because there were nearly 200 employers. Of course, for film and writing, there was no one for me to talk to, but there were FBI and CIA recruiters. The FBI people are the cluster at the top right of the above photo.
    I made my way to the FBI recruiters. Acting nonchalant, I walked and stood side by side to one of them. I waited a few seconds and then leaned toward him whispering, “So aliens exist right?”
    The guy pulled down his glasses, looking at me with his brow raised. So I said, “Comeon. Be straight with me. They exist right?”
    Keeping a stone expression on his face he says, “I can’t say right now. They’re watching.”
    I burst out laughing and then spent 45 minutes talking to the guy. I told him I’m a grad student working on a screenplay and that I had a bunch of questions about how FBI jurisdiction works and all that kind of stuff.
    It was actually a bunch of stuff I needed to know for rewriting “Summer Girl,” the novel I’m working on. The guy was super helpful and now I just need to give the Ocean City police chief a call to ask her some questions and I’ll be about ready to do some re-writing.