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Well this is the day I go into my job interview.

I know it's no big deal and that if you just be yourself, everything will be OK.  For some reason I always get that stupid feeling of doing something wrong or doing something stupid.

Apparently there's going to be a typing test, and that's got me a bit nervous because I'm not the greatest typer. I have to watch what I type rather than look at what I'm typing. If it wasn't for the spell check on here, you would be reading some foreign language.

An then there's the 20 questions in 60 seconds point of the interview. You know, the ones that you think of an excellent answer, but by the time you do, you're sitting in front of your TV or computer at home a half hour after the interview?

I just plain hate interviews. I really haven't had that many because I usually held a job for a long period of time. Especially 11 years in a restaurant that kept me employed. So I don't really have a whole lot of job interview experience up my sleeve.

I got up nice and early so by the time I get there, my eyes aren't still puffy and red. That way it doesn't look like I just finished off a doobie or anything before the interview, because I don't touch that stuff, and I would hate people to think I do and not get a job because they think that. Also my breakfast has time to do it's thing and all that nice farting is exhausted, I hope.

I'm going to see if I can trust the two cats and not lock them in the bedroom. I hope they don't tear the place apart while I'm in town. They've been pretty good lately, and I think they've learned the do's and don't's. 

 Well I've got to finish up here and get ready for my ride to arrive.

Wish me luck!