Job Interview

Ok, so I had a job interview today. Nothing too severe, it was just for some tutoring work, but still, you want to make a good impression, right? So an hour before I go in I hop in the shower and get cleaned up. After the shower I have a shave, and while I am shaving, I decide I will just get rid of the peach fuzz I have growing on my ear lobes. Carelessly, I go to shave my lobe, and I nick my ear, just above the lobe on the rubbery cartilage.

I didn't see the blood until it was running down the back of my jaw, heading towards my throat. I called in Kotomi and Barb to help, but the only thing there was to do was to apply pressure and hope the bleeding stopped before my interview.

It didn't stop. I bled during lunch. I bled in the car on the way to the interview. I bled waiting for the interview. I even bled while answering questions in the interview. How well do you interview? I really don't think I interview well under normal circumstances. I can only imagine how attractive this applicant looked holding a bloody tissue to his ear during the whole 30 minute Q and A. Now I know why she never offered to shake my hand; my fingers were COVERED IN BLOOD!!!!

The worst thing was I lied about it. Thinking anyone would make me out to be retarded for trying to shave my own ears, I made up a story when the interviewer asked me about it. I said Max, my son, scratched me there while we were playing earlier. I am sorry Buddy,I didn't know what else to say. I hope that if this post is still around when you are old enough to read, you will understand that Daddy didn't have that much blood left in his head at that time. He would have said that he had just escaped from a P.O.W. camp earlier that morning if he had lost anymore blood. Anyways, the moral of the story is that I am an idiot. The perfect reminder for an unemployed Dad, and hopefully my "rock bottom". Nowhere to go from here but UP!!!