In The Fashionista's Closet: The Friendly Skies

I had an interview today for a part time job and this is what I wore. 

I felt like a flight attendant but I tend to err on the side of conservative when interviewing. "Would you like some peanuts or a drink? That will be $78569321456987741357899.38."

There is a cricket in the vent of my bathroom. A cricket in the bathroom you say? Ok...SO WHAT? Well this cricket has taken unspeakable delight in chirping *or cricketing, or whatever the noise is that crickets make* in the wee hours of the night for the past three days. And because it is in the vent the sound echoes.

I sprayed Raid into the vent and it's quiet for approximately 4 hours then it begins again. I'm serious. Every four hours. When I woke up this morning I had more bags than Paris Hilton.

 I called maintenance yesterday morning and left a message but no one came out. I guess crickets in the vent isn't high on their list of things to do but I had intentions on getting a good night's sleep last night. 

 

Here's to hoping the cricket escapade gets rectified today and please don't forget to put your trays in the upright position.