My first day and I've learned something already ... I don't have the right clothes. To make it worse I see people I know. Friends, employees, and oh for Pete's sake ... clients. How in the world will they ever respect anything I say again after they see me lying on the ground with my bum in the air and my shirt over my head? Having the right clothing is beginning to make a lot of sense. I want to feign illness and run out the door. Now might be a good time to go shopping.
My prayer: Please Lord, for the next hour protect me with a veil of invisibility but if not please cause everyone else in the room to go temporarily blind.
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