Note to self: leave the chicken suit out of it.

I went to a job interview today. The position seemed like a really good fit for me right now. So I hope they liked me. I felt like I needed to do some talking so I started babbling about school, why I went back, and what it was like being out of school. I ended up telling them that I felt like I was wearing a chicken suit that no one could see but me. Probably not the best thing to say in an interview. I’m sure they think I’m totally nuts now. I suppose its best to go into a new job having dispelled any assumptions of sanity or anything boring like that. Then they won’t get caught off guard or anything when they discover you like to strut around the office squacking like a flightless bird every once in a while. I hope they like chickens there. My potential new boss said: “From now on, I’m going to imagine you in a chicken suit”. I think the interview went well. Fingers crossed.