Feb 07, 2011 23:33
Out of all of the possible weeks to get sick, of course it had to be this week.
I feel like utter crap and I know this is nothing compared to the onslaught that awaits me. I have Matthew to thank for his "generosity". So, I've been throwing back vitamin tablets, sucking on butter menthols containing echinacea and downing muscat and port in a hasty attempt to shake off this cold before the Big Day. I've got two more days to get through yet. And I feel a pimple forming on my chin. Just my luck...
So, in two days time I have a job interview. I feel like shit and I have to try and convince a panel of people why they should hire me. For an hour. While I cough and snot and die everywhere. Just awesome. I mean, I finally get an interview for a super awesome job, a position that comes around once in a millennia and of course I sound like a goddamn zombie...
sick,
job interview