“I’m sorry, I can’t hire you.”
“But, I don’t understand.” All my paperwork was in order, and my qualifications were impeccable. He couldn’t do better than me. Not even for what they were paying. “Your ad said you were desperate.”
“I’m afraid you’re not what we’re looking for.”
“I have ten years experience at this exact job description at a larger company on Mars. All my training certificates are current—”
“I’m sorry, it’s out of my hands.”
“But—”
“I can’t hire clones. I’m sorry, it’s nothing personal; it’s against the law. We have a gene drift detector in the doorframe.”
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