My name is Dennis and I grew up in suburban Chicago...
Recently I was thinking back about a job interview I went on in
1989...at a place called Shireland, so I did a search, found
your posting about it!
As a graphic arts student at the time, I responded to an ad for
a 'graphic artist' at the Shireland Theme Park, about 25 miles
from my hometown.
It was the oddest situation, as I had to take an 'aptitude'
test, the type you take in 8th grade, and the interview was in
an old house at the park...once I finished this, I met with the
owner in his office,...anyway he wasn't as much concerned about
my graphic art abilities, as he asked me if I could paint 'that
wall over there'...and at that time I asked exactly what the job
consisted of, he didn't like this very much and said "I am
the boss here and I ask the questions'...I then said, 'well your
not my boss'. He then told me to get out! and on my way out he
KICKED ME IN THE BUTT...I was totally shocked, didn't know what
to do...I think I shook my fist at him or something like
that...and left. A good friend of mine had an the similar
interview, we discovered later, with Mr. Smerd.
I was glad to see your posting and that ole Shireland was dried
up...I assume Smerd is long gone too, with that kind of
behavior, its inevitable.
Dennis is, no doubt, referring to Thomas Smrt. I have
never met Dennis and have no way to verify his story, but from
my own experiences with Smrt, and from what I know about him, I
can easily believe that it happened exactly as described).