Based on a running gag started from this infographic. The poor shapeshifting Zeydaan can't catch a break in the job industry with her particular insectoid shortcoming.
...as the job interview went on, Zeydaan became more and more hopeful and confident. Every question she’d answered with a seemingly-perfect response. And every question she’d had for the interviewer had further confirmed that this was the perfect job for her. She’d be getting to do something she loved, and get paid well for doing so.
The interviewer smiled and wrote something done on the sheet of paper he was working on. "This is all coming together very well indeed, Miss Isabella. I think you're exactly the shape-changing werewolf-dragon hybrid we've been looking for to fill this position. But before I can shake your hand and say 'Welcome Aboard!', there is one final important question I need you to answer."
Zeydaan straightened up and looked attentive.
"Can you become bees?"
Zeydaan straightened up further and now looked confused. "What?"
"Can you become bees?" the interviewer asked in complete earnestness.
"... I can become a bee.." Zeydaan said slowly, a sinking feeling filling her stomach. Oh damn, not this AGAIN!... She managed to hold back the urge to give a canine whine of despair.
" 'A' bee? Uh..." the interviewer frowned slightly. "Just one?"
"Just one.. but, I can make it a really BIG bee!" Zeydaan said hopefully.
The interviewer shook his head in disappointment. "Not what we need, I'm afraid. This position, which I admit you are otherwise highly qualified for, required being able to become many bees at once, preferably with a hived-mind controlling them. Tut tut..."
Zeydaan's ears went flat against her head, she raised her hands in a helpless gesture.
The interviewer's frown deepened and he shook his head sadly. "I see. Very well then. I'm am sorry, Miss Isabella, but I am afraid I cannot accept your application for the position we are currently hiring for. I must say though that it was a pleasure to meet you and I hope you do gain meaningful employment elsewhere. Yet, if you cannot become bees, I’m afraid I’ll have to have you escorted out by security." He leaned forward over his desk and offered the dejected werewolf a firm handshake.
... Zeydaan trudged out of the building's main lobby, ears flat, tail drooping, eyes fixed on the floor as he walked. As she walked, she briefly noticed a man in a business walking the other way with a grin on his face. There was a burst of magic and the man became a large swarm of bees that continued flying in the direction the man had been walking.
The werewolf felt a spurt of boiling envy for a second before it was smothered in grey despair; then she stepped out of the building and into the miserably cold drizzling rain.
Zeydaan Could Not Become Bees....
Zeydaan Isabella