Can I get a Groundhog Day?

Today started off with so much promise. I had an interview scheduled to work for an amazing chef to be her personal assistant. I didn't really sleep well with all the anticipation, but I left myself 15 extra minutes I took a cab and still got there 10 minutes late. Curse the New York City traffic! When I get there, the girl that I set up the interview with ushers me into the chef's office as I'm trying to catch my breath and slow my heartbeat down so it is not completely audible. A little back story: I got this interview through a friend of mine who works in the restaurant group. I had (wrongly) assumed that they would be interviewing a ton of different people and thought that I would be screened by the woman who set up the interview time with me. Nope, straight into the thick of it. And it just gets worse from there. The most painful moments from my interview keep replaying in my mind like a GIF that just won't quit. Buzzfeed could do a "10 Worst Moments" list with all the GIFs in my mind. I actually think this is the worst interview I have ever given for the best job I have ever interviewed for.

I'm sending a thank you note, but I think I'm back at square one in the job hunt. Do not pass go, do not collect $200. Say, what kind of incantation would I have to chant to get a do-over on this day? BEETLEJUICE! BEETLEJUICE! BEETLEJUICE!