My worst day #everydaypoem for Runaway Rhymes #6

I woke up, my best day was about to start
Today nothing would be too hard
So I thought
But then I caught
A cold and then a fever
Just when I started to shiver
The phone rang
The beginning of the whole shabang
It was the radio station calling
They finally wanted to get my track rolling
I just had to come in for an interview
That's when I knew
I just had to keep it together
No matter my cold, no matter the weather
But as soon as I stepped out the door
I was on the devil's floor
First I stumbled and nearly fell
Into a puddle, that was swell
Then I missed the bus
And to add more to the fuzz
The taxi wouldn't stop for me
Why could they not see
How desperate I was
I had to pause
And think
When I hear my phone ring
It's my best friend, I could sing
She will come and pick me up
Now there is no more stop
I am sure all is clear
I have no fear
Until I see my friend's look
That's how long it took
I see it's my pyjamas I am wearing
That's when I started swearing
All seemed lost
Uh this interview really came at a cost!
So up I went to pick new clothes
And with the outfit I chose
All was good
My friend understood
We needed to be fast
So there I was at last
Given a choice
For a new interview time - I lost my voice