
Just scraped half of Hardin County off of my running shoes, and put them in my bag. I have a few more things to pack, then I'll be ready to go. My friends will be coming home around 4:30 to pick me up and take me to the airport.
Am I crazy?! What the heck am I doing flying to Vegas looking for work? There must be
ten bazillion people coming in for this interview - who the heck do I think I am? Breathe... breathe. Check List time: Got my best summerish suit and shoes? Check. Power tie? No. I left all my ties in Boston (like a melon head...). Borrowed innocuous tie from friend? Check. Tooth brush? Check. O.K. I'm good to go. When I get to Vegas, what's the plan? Smile and wave, boys, smile and wave...
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Thank you, rc-1172! I'll do my best, and ganbatte like crazy.
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