We all have that one friend that can open a bottle with their teeth or do the worm or is just annoyingly brainy. I…. however am that one friend that is amusingly unfortunate but somehow always makes it through better off than before.
I had an interview recently for quite a well established company so as you can imagine there was no room for mistakes.
The day started off really well…in hindsight, a little too well.
I was up and ready in under an hour, I missed all the traffic and arrived 15 minutes early. I missed a down pour of rain, 3 of the 4 other candidates were either 2 hours late or didn’t turn up at all. And to top it all off (keep this in mind girls) my interviewer was amazingly sexy.
“Hell Yeah, I’ve got this in the bag!”.
I had something in the bag but it wasn’t fucking luck….
So I get to the end of my interview without gushing like I’ve just received my first valentines card (unknowingly off my mother) and he asks for my documents. I think nothing of it I’m like “yea of course I’ve got them right here.”
I pull out my passport first then my NI number and then……. A fucking TAMPON!
It landed right in the middle of the table, both of us either side switching gazes between the tampon and each other for what seemed like the longest 2 seconds of my life.
I couldnt believe what just happened as i walked out of that building, every menstraiting woman’s worst nightmare had just happened to me… In an interview, with Mr fucking Grey.
Girl problem #102
Any thoughts on that? Would it. Work? Maybe for about a second…Or would one or both of you end up rage quitting and then rage fucking? Yea…. I like to think that’s how it would go…. I dunno just a re accruing thought of mine.
still no Wrestle Mania gifs.