And it was terrifying... absolutely terrifying...
The worst part of it all for me is the sheer fact that I have been doing this job for the past four months and, might I add, doing a damn good job at it! As a volunteer in a welfare organisation this would be the ideal situation where I supposedly walk into the office of my supervisor and the job is offered to me instantly with all the benefits at a damn good salary... Dreams... the making of breaking of the human psyche.
However..... Tragedy strikes...
WHY!?
So when it is finally my turn and I finally get to go and sit in the hot seat (it really was a hot seat! while the others were lounging back in the most comfortable sofas, I got to sit in straight back chair in front of them! My interview for my degree was less intimidating than this!) I was sitting there concerned that I might have a fain odor of poo permeating from my already rubbed raw buttocks!! I did however calmly told myself:
"Myself.... you basically just bathed in your cologne... nobody can smell you..... hopefully...."
CURSE YOU INNER VOICE!
After a serious of not so nice questions, that I think i answered correctly, i finally had the initial moment of pleasure where i got to escape my captive situation.... however nobody warned me about the dreaded over-thinking that will come afterwards... For this little madam has a scumbag brain that all of a sudden turned on me!
"YOU WON'T GET IT!! You didn't kiss your supervisor's ass enough......
Torture... physical torture...
So now... we wait... how fun... there is nothing i like more.... fun... such fun....
I really hate my life right now....
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