My phone rang back downstairs, so I had to rush to get it.
As always happens, my cat ran right in front of me; he thinks he has to go everywhere I do.
I'm yelling, "Dude, get out of the way!" and it is in fact a preliminary job interview.
So I go back upstairs and sit down to do this interview
And on the other end this guy hears me go "OW, WHAT THE F—"
Because Manse the cat had gotten his vengeance
And bit me right on the butt
