It all started with presenting my research paper . I couldn’t talk . And when I did I just sounded like I had no idea what I was talking about. I did so bad .
Then I took my dental assisting tests . I was so freaked out . I don’t even know why.
Then I went to the group interview . It was the stupidest fucking interview I’ve ever been to. You literally play games . And dance to music with randoms . I mean it was alright but still. All the staff members were annoying . I couldn’t stand any of them.
I fucked up on the interview questions . I didn’t know what to say and i looked. stupid.
Then when I finally left the damn thing I fell down a whole thing of stairs and busted my knee up really badly . Blood all over my new white pants . And I looked like a fucking idiot .
Then I get home and there’s no food .
TODAY WAS FUCKING SHITTTTTTTTT.
I want to put a plastic bag over my head and call it a night.
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We all have those kind of days..
One of my friends, was living a very difficult situation in life, personal problemas at home, his husband was expecting more from her that what she could do, in addition he was comparing her with others women. Then she had to present a research paper in front of her class, she was living a nightmare also at the university, she was really sick at that point, she did the best she could, but people was almost laughing in her face. She knew that she did not do it well. But she knew about her research. She did the presentation in front of one of her best friend without a problem before. She just was set in life and hurt in many different ways. But no one knew all she was living. Then do not feel bad, we all have sometimes bad days, some more than others.
Interviews, well, more than one time we do not make it thorough the interview. But do not let one interview define you, you can have many others interviews.
As per the rest of what you have described, well there are days that really sucks, but pull all your pieces back together and try again, even if at this moment nothing make sense for you and you feel that all the back luck of the world have hit on you.
Wish that knee get better and you are not in so much pain now.
Do you have anyone there near you, that could help you, or buy you some food?
Take care.
Let me just take that plastic bag off your head. You have it ties on all wrong anyway. Sounds like you had a crazy day, but it is over now right? You can go to bed and start tomorrow fresh. I could write a book about stupid shit I’ve done to utterly humiliate myself. Life happens, doesn’t it? and it never happens the way we want it to.
I try to just laugh at things like this. There isn’t much else I can do. I can’t change the stupid way I answered that question, or the fact I blerted out something really inappropriate at some meeting. Or that I was walking to my car and wiped out in my pencil skirt right in front of everyone, fell right on my face and even skidded along the ground a little. Or the time I was trying to balance dog food and get to my car and I tripped and wiped out on top of this poor dudes car, rolled off and UNDER the car. He was horrified. And so cute too. And he asked “Mam (because I’m really fucking old right?) are you okay? and I stood up, brushed myself off, I blew the knee out of my favorite jeans, i was bleeding and breathless. I looked him square in the eye and said “only my pride has been injured sir” and took my dog food and hobbled off to my car, incidentally he did come over and assist me in putting it in the trunk, so I got another look at him, which made wiping out almost worth it.
I sort of told hazy about this but the other day i started my morning normally, so i went and made myself a coup of tea. Muscle spasm -> tea all over the floor. Then i go and clean up the tea, and i start feeling dizzy… my toast was burning to a crisp, and the smoke was sort of making me lose consciousness. Fine, fine, go to the shower, no hot water.
So i go to my dentist appointment only to realize i arrived earlier… by a full day. So yeah, cool i’ll go and wire some money… all atms broken. Perfect, i’ll grab a cup of coffee and something sweet and go home and sing a while… i choked on a snickers and ended up almost mute from the cough (and the very cute girl that sold it to me called me MISTER… fuck you, YOU ARE ONLY 5 YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME, TOPS, lol).
Well, whatever, i’ll just sing… sure, i’m almost mute so who cares… relatives visit, so you can’t sing. When i was finally able to sing i go and… sing the stupidest stuff i can think off (some japanese take on spanish flamenco i guess?) and sure, some of my cute, young neighbors were laughing their ass off (i could hear it). And to end my day: my damn dinner burned because my mom has no timing, so she called me when i was cooking.
We’ve all had awful, bad days, but yeah, nothing to do about them other than laugh them off. At least ridiculously funny stories are created that way i guess?
Its alright Nicole,I too had a very bad day.I burned my toast to extent that it was completely charred.And while rushing down the stairs,I bloody slipped and rolled down completely to the bottom.I had this interview today,and I was obviously a little late.The place packed with people more confident and smart than me.I couldn’t answer a single question they threw at me.I am really down today.