<human>: Summarize the given text in a few sentences.

I've been unemployed for several months and it's been almost impossible to find work.  Today, I had a job interview that I'd been trying to arrange for the past six weeks.

I woke up to prepare and everything started off great, I was in a good mood and felt ready to take on the world... and that's about when I realized that all of our pipes backed up and my clothes (for the interview) were in the washer... totally covered in disgusting black water, literally ruined.

I didn't have much time before the interview so I had to improvise.  This involved finding clothing items belonging to my wife that seemed like something I might normally wear, but also something that was professional enough for my interview.

I'm 6'4" and she's about 5'6" so this was nearly impossible, but I made it work.  I cut the legs off a bigger pair of jeans she had, making them into shorts.  I found a baggy flannel shirt, cut off the sleeves, making a vest.  That, combine with my work boots, I was ready to go (it's construction after all).

Here's the twist... I got the job! But I fear, not for the right reasons.

You see, my boss (the same guy that interviewed me) is apparently gay.  He assumed when I showed up in tight jean shorts and a tight flannel homemade vest, that I too was gay.  I had to smile and play along because I needed the job, but now I just feel awkward.

He was staring at me asking questions that were totally unrelated to the job.  Instead, I was asked things like:

"How long have you been working out?"
"How hard will you work for me?" (asked in such a creepy way)
"How long can a guy like you go before he's too tired." (didn't even know how to answer that under the circumstances)
<bot>: I got a job after wearing my wife's clothes because my new boss is gay and thinks I'm cute (and gay).