I wrecked a rental car and a job interview.
I'm officially out of the running at that place now, so ... that happened.
I wanted that sentence to be all zeugma-like and stuff but my word choices don't quite work no matter how I tweak it.
I had a second, in my opinion, completely justified panic attack after marking up the edge of the car. That will affect my insurance. Whatever. I made it through all the steps and obstacles and back home so I'm not going to think about that any more. If I get a job somewhere and my insurance goes higher I'll pay it, and if I don't get a job and starve to death I won't care if the insurance goes up. Small price to pay for merging.