I find myself

In an imposing boardroom

Lined in oak

For a job interview

On the long table in front of me

Is a sheaf of papers

I rummage through

(I) come across a brief, a job description

But haven't time to read further

As the door opens

The interviewer turns out to be

The raincheck

Ex-prime minister

She sits down next to me

I forget who she is

Immediately

The questions she asks are very vague

I forget them too

I mumble vague responses

Question 10 is very clear:

"Leo, which British monarch do you most identify with, and why?"

I reply, with conviction

"(Qu)ee(n) Victoria"

I lied, I am very embarrassed. Before I can apologise, the raincheck gets up and leaves the room. She is obviously upset by my tactless insult