This time, I will not screw up at the 10am meeting

This time I will act like I have an idea of what the meeting is about.

This time I will not speak unless I know what I am talking about AND I have finished chewing my croissandwich.

This time I will wear sunglasses so any momentary dozing will be less noticeable.

This time I will not mistake the creative director for a hostess and say, “Babe, get me a glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice, would ya?”

This time I will cry inside.

This time I will wear pants.