A One-Sided Romance

So I'm taking a crack at writing a modern day picture book using animated gif files to illustrate the story. I thought "Who better to get feedback from than my Dogs of War?" So leave your thoughts/impressions in the comments.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who really wanted to get a job. However, he didn't want just any job. He wanted to work for Camelot. He could see that Camelot was a corpulent, indomitable organization. But he stepped up and gave it the ol' college try anyway, hoping just to get noticed.

And noticed he got. They immediately put him through all kinds of rigorous testing, giving him one ball to chase after another. He chased and fetched and chased and fetched, but on the final run, he mistimed his window and BLOWEE! He was shook loose from the pursuit.

He thought the mistimed pursuit had closed the window for him, so he decided to go to "Business School," where they taught him lots of interesting stuff, like how to convince people to buy more stuff, how to act successful, and how to play monkey-see, monkey-do.

  

He studied hard and learned to see the world in a different way. He did some window shopping on other jobs and even saw some that he really liked. He explored a few much closer than others, but in the end, he decided he wanted to go make the final leap into Camelot.

The remaining tests for getting into Camelot were very invasive. They poked and they prodded, jostled and pricked, and talked to his people about what makes him tick. They strapped him to a chair and made him feel like a big fat liar. And, most unfortunately for the boy, they discovered that he would never truly appreciate a rainbow, because his eyes were broken. So the journey of many years ended very badly for the boy when Camelot said, "Thanks, but no thanks."

This made the boy very sad for a while. He contemplated pulling his eyes out with an ice cream scoop and setting fire to them.

But blind, alone, and over-educated is no way to go through life, and sitting around feeling bad is not a solution. So the boy picked himself up, dusted himself off, and began preparing himself for the private sector job search.

He put on his best SEG and began reaching out to companies to regale them with tales of his immense Business Prowess. 

Hopefully someday soon, at least one of them will see past his damnable eyes and recognize that the boy might have something to offer.

And then together they will set out to convince the World that what they have is something really special. Prepare to rethink what you 'know' about yourself, World.

The End.