i laughed that morning.
I had no plans for dropping CVs and starting interviews because i wanted to start doing that after my trip to London is over. I dropped very few CVs and I got this one call for an interview and I thought i shouldn't miss it putting in mind the current employment rates.
although this might seem clueless, but i really have no interview or job outfits, so i went to find something the day before and didn't manage much but some pants. I got back home and found this one suiting top over the pants and was ready for my interview the next day.
I made a mistake by deciding to sleep in Marwan's room!
he's already out of town, it's the room with the best summer breeze and a chilly morning. ahem... in my case a constipated morning!
I wanted to wake up at 9 head to the saloon to fix my curly hair straight and look formal for an ammani-styled interview where looks do score a bit in the marks they put you or the ticks they scramble on the notebook. But my stomach didn't allow me to move much from the bed... i force my self up and wear over my pjs winter pants, a jacket, thick socks and slippers and head to the one and only pleasing place in my head: the toilet!
no miracles happend there, i went back to the bed and covered myself and stomach for some further time to be able to make my stomach get some warmth.
I get up again to my happy place (toilet again) then to the kitchen and eat dry tea something that usually makes my stomach get better.. and voila a miracle was in the progress.
I dress up quick, wear barely some make up (I don't want to look over) and head to the hair saloon... the woman that usually does my hair didnt' like my hour-late arrival but i explained my forgivable situation and she then advices me for some "merameyeh" or any herbal tea.
I like the idea in my head, felt stupid i didn't prepare some and took it with me in my favoured starbucks travel mug!
my stomach was relaxed until i left the saloon and got some breeze hitting it, then on the road i found a shop like abo il 3abed's coffee place, the cheap ones on the way where i thought i can find some herbal tea.
I can't go to the interview like that, or better said: during the interview i excuse myself for the toilet!!
so i put the signal to turn left, and wait till there were no cars... but my stomach was going bananas i had to just stop the car and sit still:( , i really made a sudden turn, that the man behind me showered me with a morning of bad words, some i have heard in my life others i couldn't finish cuz my finger automatically pressed the button to close the window lol... and I didn't care what the man was saying, i knew it was my mistake but i was in worse shoes than to worry about that.. i didn't even mind hitting the car! it's already hit from the back anyways:P so i park by the coffee place and the number of lusting/ happy to see me men were so much that i stayed in my car just glaring at them, doing nothing.
A man from the near by shop comes to me, i think he's in his mid thirties.. and i just sweetly open the window! i didn't even think and he says:
guy: i am not here to annoy you lady, and plz trust me, i saw the panic in your pale face, do u want me to get u water
(he thought it's cuz of the car accident thing)
me: no, i would really appreciate some merameyeh from there
guy: ok, i'll get u some
guy: they don't have, is tea ok
me: perfect
guy he gets me tea, and refuses to take the money and asks me if i need anything else.
me: i thank him and leave.
i drank a bit of the warm tea with mint and feel some blessed calmed down stomach. I'm on the crossroad, it's 10:45. I have 15 minutes to get to my interview. finally.
lol. traffic turns green, i put my tea cup down and just before then, i spell it all over my clothes! not pants only, but pants and top!
it's 10:45. i either have 15 mins to turn right back home change, or 15 mins to turn left and reach the company.
i cracked up laughing and went home..
called the lady of the comapny asking for an interview at 11:30 although i was out on my way but some drastic things happend that i had to head home:P
I reach the company with further stomach problems that i use the toilet at the 1st floor...
I still laugh at this story
and i don't have fear of interview problems!!