I have a job interview today. I got a call at work yesterday from a place I applied to over the weekend and they asked me if I could come in today at 2pm. I said I would call back because I wasn't sure (I work from 11am to 7pm).
I hung up the phone and said, "Oh, crap, 2pm? How's that going to work?" My manager, Sarah, was in earshot and asked if I had a doctor's appointment or something. I looked at her. You know, I wish I could've seen my own face during those few moments of indecision.
"Nope, job interview."
Well, she was okay with that. She did ask me if I was planning on leaving them, which I thought was rather dumb (probably small talk).
So, we'll see! I do feel rather ill, though.