Mr. P & I walk into the patio to sit down and at that point, there were only 2 other people at our table and they commented on how nice I looked with my makeup and clothes. Apparently I don't normally look like that and the reason for the next question: why?
So I said I had had a second interview at a new dermatology clinic in town and we started talking about that for a little bit. A friend was saying it's great we have one now because it took her forever to get into the one in Asheville.
At any rate, I then noticed a little commotion behind my friends at another table. I look over, and there are the owners of the clinic, who just interviewed me, looking our way and laughing. We waved to each other, said hi, and I swiftly crapped my pants.
We all had a good laugh about it. After they left I leaned over to my fiance and asked, "I didn't say anything bad did I?" I really couldn't remember what I said before I noticed they were there.
Weird thing is that I had completely envisioned this happening as I was getting ready to go out. But what I envisioned was walking by their table, pausing, and politely introducing them to my fiance. Not what actually happened at all.
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