I want to share this with you all and see if I have any company in this matter.
I recently lost my job and have been applying all over the country (my son has to ride with me, he is 22, I can't drive distances of more than a mile from home by myself due to panic anxiety). Well, I went to an interview with a major corporation in Florida. In the middle of the interview, the VP that was interviewing me said he wanted to take me to lunch. ( I don't do real well in crowded resteraunts unless I am on my Klonopin, which I wasn't to be sharp on the interview). He drives, we get to this crowded reteraunt and he wants to sit near the back. I am not having good thoughts, but think to myself, I will get through this and in an hour I will laugh about it all.
Here is where it gets interesting. It was a little warm and I had on a suit. I started getting hot, then BAM!
I get those hot flushing sensations in my face, chest, and I begin to fell my face getting all tingly. My hands began to sweat, my heart raced, and I was more than likely breathing a little different. I thought to myself that I had to get out of there. Should I just come clean and tell him, pass out, have a heart attack, what? (Now, those that have panic anxiety, it is okay to start laughing, because in reality, it is funny that this would happen when I don't need it to).
Okay, so I said to heck with it. I rode it, like I didn't care. I said to myself, go ahead, pass out, someone will pick you up, call an ambulance, or something. So I let it go, it lasted 5 minutes, gone.
I thought hey, I have this in the bag. 10 minutes later the big one hit me (Fred G. Sanford ring a bell?). WHat do I do. Adreniline pumping, heart rate at 120, sweat factory in full production, now my eyes starting fogging up on me. Crap, this is it! I am toast! I am going to have to tell this guy we have to go. Okay, what is wrong, what do I tell him (I am thinking of an excuse to leave). I figured it out. I would go to the bathroom, splash some water on my face, come back and tell this guy I have food poisoning and I need to go back to the hotel and rest. (Isn't it funny how you can formulate 2 hours worth of planning into a 5 second thought when panic hits?)
I was just about to get up when something hit me. I looked the guy straight in the eye and said, "look, we can sit here and chat it up all day, or, we can finish our meal, go back to the office, and discuss terms. he looked at me and said, "I like you". We were out of there in 5 minutes of this statement.
Needless to say, I didn't take the job (terms were not what I wanted), but I saved myself some total embarassment. I figured I had nothing to lose.
So, why this story? Two reasons really.
1) Have you had a similar story
2) Our situations can be looked back on as somewhat humorous. I wanted to share the typical afterthought of the scenario.