Not such a good couple of days

After a night of almost no sleep,
After quitting my job yesterday,
After enduring a kid kicking the back of my seat for the whole flight and saying things like "if we crash into the sea we'll drown,"
After leaking taps and weak water pressure in the shower,
After washing away sweat and feeling it creep back out,
After having to bear early morning backpackers with their cargo pants and corn for breakfast and bone carvings,
After dry muesli with bitter yogurt and watery tinned fruit which cost $6.50,
After no milk with my tea,
After blowing into the tea cup in the hope that the steam will moisten my dry eyes,
I remember I'm here for a job interview.
Good morning Wellington.