I Am Become MAD SCIENCE, Destroyer of Worlds
Take that, Mr. (Oh, excuse me, Dr.) I'm-an-ex-Professor-so-I-don't-need-to-wear-a-tie-to-the-interview, and all your friends, the Better-Qualified-Than-You Bunch! Were you chosen to be a Mad Scientist? No. No, you were not. Because you didn't wear your lucky rocketship underpants!
I think I have revealed too much. To the Science Cave!
I have a job! Hee hee hee! Suckers!