but I have a job interview in 30 minutes. When I left the apartment this morning, I didn't have a job interview today. So I left the house in an old Tshirt (not gross old, but clearly not new) and a skirt. And flip-flops.
Here's hoping the interviewer has a good sense of humor.*
*It ruins the shock value, but for the record, I told her I wasn't dressed for an interview and she said that was fine, as it was so last minute. But I'm still wearing flip-flops. At least I shaved my legs last night.
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3 comments:
yay!! where's the job?
Hahaha love it. Can't wait to hear how it goes.
good luck (in the past, since this already happened)
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