That thing when you have really bad anxiety because of the combination of your seasonal affective disorder and generalized anxiety disorder, but you go to work anyways because there is a lot to do.
And you feel weird all day,like your skin is crawling, and you’re buzzing, but you feel even weirder about going to your boss and asking if you can go home because you feel “weird’ so you don’t.
And so you take the next day off from work for a literal “mental health day”, but then while eating your lunch (homemade veggie enchiladas), you check after every bite that your temporary tooth implant is still in there- because that fucker has stay in there until October 10. Then after one bite, it’s not…there. And you realize that yes, you’ve swallowed your temporary fake tooth.
So you have to email your boss (and his boss), and be all, “yeah, wasn’t feeling good today, so I took the day off, but I just accidentally swallowed my fake tooth, so I will be in tomorrow, but I have to go to the dentist in the early morning so she can make me a new fake tooth or tell me I can go without a tooth until October 10th.”
So I’m literally a toothless crazy person. I emailed back my immediate supervisor who is both sympathetic and down with my references, and I told him I felt like a Maria Bamford comedy piece.
Applied for a job at NYU Libraries. Terrified of living in New York City, but you gotta do shit you’re afraid of right?