The long and short of my day

Today was one of those days where I felt like I was really "on". I had an interview that was good enough to be asked to return tomorrow for a second interview. I looked fresh instead of tired and....Wait a minute! I have to stop right here. I didn't wake up feeling fabulous and fresh. I only felt that way after leaving the interview.

My interview was at a senior center (you may recall I am attempting to work in the senior care field). Being surrounded by the elderly made me feel young, energetic and full of life (wait for it, wait for it, this is not the bad part, you know one is coming).

Here is why I think I felt so damn good after I left there. As I said, first the elderly made me appreciate my youth (in comparison I am young, no laughing please). Second, my interviewer made me appreciate the rest of my life. I left thinking....thinking...how can I say it? Ok, I left thinking I was glad I was not a midget! There I said it.

My interviewer was a midget, maybe a dwarf, I'm not sure which. Very nice and personable and obviously good at her job. I did notice she struggled for some routine things that you and I take for granted. It made things like losing weight seem attainable and much easier somehow.

Her primary job is to make people feel better. She did that for me today.

I'm still glad I'm not a midget.