I ended up taking it.

The job, that is.

After a week, I finally came out of the coma I had slumped into and replugged the phone in.

Sad to say, it wasn't that I had reached enlightenment, although after a week of fasting, I should have.

Nope, nothing so drastic or life changing.

Simply put, I got hungry.

I called my favorite deli in town and asked for a delivery of fresh bread, crab salad, a wedge of Brie, and a basket of fruit. I took a shower, ...