Why do I always shoot myself in the foot? Today, I went to an interview at Eddie Bauer. The road that enters the building was closed for construction so I had to circle around to find the entrance. I was so late, how late? About a half an hour late!!
Thankfully, they were understanding. Apparently their own employees have been confused by the detour signs.
But that's not why I shot myself in the foot.
I was caught off-guard by the interviewer.
She was so nice, she started talking about what her kids watch on TV and I went along with her and got off course. I did manage to steer the conversation back on course but then I started talking about an interview I had where I was late. I don't remember the details, it all happened so fast. One second I'm telling how good I am and the next I'm talking about how I was late for an interview. Somehow I had mixed up and said that I had been late for an interview once. I combined how I was late with the Eddie Bauer interview with an old interview.
How the heck did I get to that point?!?
Better still, what was I saying???
I restated myself that I had gotten to the interview early. I saved myself and hopefully they'll want to hire me. It's a seasonal job, but I really want that PS4...and pay off some bills.
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