A PSA.
It’s not wise to try and call your job recruiter back while treating a 58 mg/dl. Generally I function semi coherently while that low. Today, I thought it would be a great idea to drink my iPhone and try to listen to my voicemail on my glass of OJ, thus resulting in a mess on my kitchen floor.
The recruiter didn’t really have much to say so I probably could have just waited to call back. But I’m not one to wait.
Happy Friday I guess.
The other day I looked up information on whether or not Julius Ceasar was Epileptic (I’m watching “Rome” on Netflix). Although that used to be what historians thought, now they think he might have been hypoglycemic instead.