Interview number like 5 today. This time for a receptionist position at a salon. I can wayy get down with that. I’m also stoked to dress a bit more casual for an interview, but at the same time the fact that it’s a salon is making me more paranoid. As though I’m going to walk in and someone’s going to go, "Who is this bitch? What’s up with her eyebrows? NO JOB FOR HER.“ …I realize you can’t even see my eyebrows, just understand they cause a bit of anxiety, as any good eyebrows should.
…I don’t even know what that fucking means…but sure.