You practice for an interview. Or at least you should. I knew the questions weren’t going to be straightforward. They had all the data they needed about me. They would want more. I practiced all those famous koan-like questions that the dotcoms used to ask. I was like a chess grandmaster with all my responses ready. Each designed to showcase something about me, the way I thought, how I could work. But they didn’t ask me how many ping pong balls would fit in the company. They asked me to imagine, to speculate. I had to render something new, quickly.