I went to a high-falutin’ work dinner earlier this evening to meet some corporate leaders I hope can help me find my next job. Impressive titles and stuffy corporate etiquette and the whole nine yards. I thought I did well enough. As we’re all leaving and going to our respective cars, a goose comes after one of them. Now this would be a different story had it been a turkey, but I am not scared of some flappy footed goose. Without much thought I jumped in to draw the goose away from the lady until she got into her car. Then I remember yeah, I am a working professional lady and yelling profanities at water fowl is not the look I had been working to achieve all evening.

I have gotten multiple texts from them already this evening congratulating me on my “quick thinking”. Not a one of them will forget me now, I can probably leverage this into a job so long as I accept I will be known as the Goose Enforcer.