I entered the work force cleaning breast pumps at a pharmacy! It was a part-time gig while I was at school... no interview required.

I have sporadic OCD cleaning moments around the house. But then I get lazy and I'm cured. It's a very inconsistent personality trait.

For a time that you couldn't get a gig if you didn't look a certain way.

Work all paled into the background as soon as I had a baby.

It's going to be a whole different gig.

First time I looked at a Formula One car in person, I just stared at the cockpit, figuring I'd never get in there. The drivers wear the whole car like a tight-fitting suit.