From the story archive · Fictional encounter
There I was, in the final round of interviews for my dream job. The interviewer had just asked me about my greatest weakness, when suddenly - PRRRT! The unmistakable sound of a barking spider echoed through the small conference room.
Without missing a beat, I said, "Well, I guess my greatest weakness is my inability to control the local barking spider population." The interviewer burst out laughing, and I got the job!
Compare the sound with our listening shelf.
D.G. suggested that the lunch receipt might help establish the sequence. The interviewer declined to expense it.