I did a cookery video yesterday with a wonky eyebrow and lipstick that looked like it was applied while drunk and in a wind tunnel.
She was about to buy some face cream from a dodgy site that probably had rat secretions and armadillo spit in it.
So, my plan for the next job interview is to walk in, face my interviewer, tell him my salary requirement, and then knock him the fuck out.
The next day I have to use the bathroom in a hazmat suit.
I almost bungled a job interview with a Company by referring to theirs as another Company altogether. Luckily my spade is large, and I dug myself out of that one.