so i applied for a job for diabetes being one of those work from homers who call you and say please give your ugly clothes to the diabetes and then
me: i applied for diabetes
john: oh cool doing what?
me: asking for clothes, hello this is diabetes gimme your clothes.
john: hello this is your clothes gimme your diabetes.
me: hello this is your mom i have diabetes. OH MY GOD IT’S THE 22ND MY LUCKY NUMBER MAYBE I WILL GET THE JOB!
then like literally one second later the phone rings and it’s DIABETES! and i have an interview for monday morning so i really hope they give it to me but i am nervous because i want to be hired by diabetes so bad and sit at home. GIMME A JOB DIABETES. PLEASE.