PM ACT700, he works for us in Cleveland. Who knows? Maybe through some glorious interstellar explosion wrought by the impact of Earth with a monstrously moon-sized, career boosting, time travelling solenoid, we might all get our dream jobs and move up a notch.
Failing that, possibly a self inflicted shotgun-blast to the left testicle or a resignation might free up a Cleveland slot for ya.
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