Nice to Meet You

Once, before a very important job interview early in the morning I drank a large iced latte to wake myself up. The milk in the drink combined with my nervousness closed up my throat, so much so that when the interviewer greeted me and I responded, my voice cracked like I was a teenage boy in the depths of puberty. "Nice to MeEEEt You," I said. That just made me more nervous and embarrassed so for the remainder of the interview I sounded like Peter Brady when his voice was changing. Probably not a good way to exude confidence and land a job, and needless to say, I didn't get the position.