Here is a true story about the irony of my life:
I woke up sick on Tuesday.
This is one of the only times I've been sick in 2012 (aside from the whole appendix removal situation).
So I leave work early on Tuesday.
I'm about to take a nap, and a recruiter from my dream job and schedules a phone interview with me for Thursday.
My voice leaves me Wednesday.
And then, today, I attempt to recover the lost voice through singing much Imogen Heap during commute.
I rock said interview, albeit sounding like John Mayer going through puberty.
(you know: grungy, raspy, squeaky, sickly, etc)
In case you didn't catch the irony: the ONE TIME I get SICK like allllll year happens to fall in the same week where I am interview by PHONE for my DREAM JOB.
And it really sucked when I got really passionate about certain subjects because then I sounded as crazy as this giraffe looks.
BUT- I got the technical question about inventory valuation right (which is apparently a rare thing)!
So we'll see how it goes.
Let's hope for a dream job.
Cherry picking in the river,
TWS

Hey, you never know about interviews. I sounded insane for ALL of my interviews, not least was the job that I ended up with. Besides, giraffes are classy.
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