I have an interview tomorrow morning. I was off work today, so naturally I have not been doing much other than knitting and dreading the interview. Brooding. Pitying my sorry self. But I have managed to compile a list of things that are worse than going to an interview. I'm pretending that I had to choose the interview
or one of these fun items:
1. Get abducted by the anal-probe variety of aliens.
2. Have an appendage forcefully removed.
3. Be burned as a heretic a la Joan of Arc.
4. Get kicked by a farting horse.
5. Be a contestant on Fear Factor heights edition.
6. Eat the worm in the tequila.
7. Give birth.
8. Be naked in public.
9. Have a conversation with anyone on Jersey Shore.
10. Listen to Top 40 radio for twelve hours.
11. Brazilian wax.
12. Get a Twilight tattoo.
13. Be Henry VIII's wife.
14. Jump off Emory Peak.
15. Kill, gut and barbecue my Gatsby.
The interview now seems very appealing.