I was supposed to have a job interview today. After months of searching, this was a big day. I was looking forward to it.
I woke up early. In my groggy state, I wondered at first why on earth I had woken up... And then I very suddenly knew why. My stomach was KILLING me. To quote Brian Reagan, it felt like "everything on my inside wants to be on my outside." And then that's exactly what happened for several hours.
My stomach still hurts and I'm still queasy, but I am feeling a little better this afternoon. Now I remember why I almost never eat fast food.
The interview is being rescheduled. The manager was very gracious about it when I called. I seriously can't believe my luck. I haven't had so much as a cold in over two years. Of all the days for this to happen, it had to be the day of my first job interview.
Well, time for more ginger and water.... ugh, my stomach still hurts so bad... Here's to hoping this is one of those 24 hour bugs...
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24 hours or less! Good luck with the interview.