Wish Me Luck

I'm basically stalling for time right now before my job interview at 5.

I've prepared my handouts (they want to see some sample syllabi and writing assignments). I managed to find a jacket that isn't too ratty. Actually, it's damn cute and vintage, kind of a black, Joan Crawford power jacket. I'm trying not to get paranoid every time my eye itches in case the swelling blister returns. I've managed to avoid getting ink, snot, chocolate, or grease on me all day. My nails are reasonably clean. I actually have a bit of makeup on.

It's suddenly occurred to me though, that I need a briefcase. I have with me today a royal blue promotional tote bag my mother picked up at a library convention and which may or may not be showing evidence of having been peed upon by a cat with bladder stones. I also have my knitting bag. Neither, I think, is entirely appropriate. I also probably ought to buy a notebook as the one I have with me is a Hello Kitty one.

I swear I'm a good teacher. Really I am. If only they'd just take my word for it.

Wish me luck.