Pretending to Be a Grown Up

Today I had an interview and i think it went really well. I woke up this morning feeling weirdly nauseated and couldn't finish my breakfast. Mid-way through my usual morning lecture from my mother, I had to run to the bathroom to get sick. Feeling like it would be irresponsible to cancel, I went to the city anyway. The interview lasted two hours. The first hour was with a woman I had talked to on the phone before - she was extremely easy to talk to, quick to laugh, etc. I always feel a false sense of security with those kinds of people and generally tend to overshare. Branching off from talking about my being an English major, she asked me what book I was currently reading. I started blushing and told her, "I don't want to tell you." I couldnt think of the book I had just finished, The Hours,a very deep, depressing meditation on the lives of women and the effects of the repressing society of their times . Instead, I told her "Good in Bed," with the disclaimer that I had just gotten it from a friend. Another slip up was when she asked me if I would consider myself an introvert or an extrovert. For a sales position, extrovert is key. But I cannot lie and said "introvert." Lastly, when the second interviewer was wrapping it up, he was leaving and tried to make small talk saying, "Got any fun plans this weekend?" At this point I had a piercing headache (perhaps due to my earlier mystery sickness) and looked at him blankly as I wracked my brain... Did I have plans...? Nah. "Um, not really.." "Fun stuff!" "Not really." "Okay." I rock at interviews ayyyyyyy

January 25th

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