First Impression

I hate job interviews, but this one I bombed in. I was nervous enough as it is, but the interviewer had parsley in her teeth and as she talked, it moved around to different teeth somehow and I couldn’t help myself—I burst into fits of laughter. I tried to calm myself down a little bit and told her and she managed to get out, but I think it’s safe to say that I won’t be getting that job.

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