Too trivial

I forgot to mention in regard to the job that called me — I swear to fucking god that the chick on the phone said I would be interviewing with Ilsa Lund. I almost laughed and asked whether she was still in touch with Rick, but I stopped myself and acted professional.

Unrelatedly, never dig right into the sweetness of a fresh mango without checking first if you own any dental floss. Damn fiber.

Talk with me. Please.

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