You told me that you were looking for a caucasian woman to bear children for you since your wife was barren and the last caucasian woman you asked could only bake potatoes in the microwave and your wife was a better cook. You then asked me if I could cook and if I would like to have children and if I needed help. One day you called me from outside my office and said"hello, I'm in your parking lot looking in your window. Come out. Come out and see me. Get in my car and go to lunch with me. I know you're there."
Why would I hire you to work for me?
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