Guess what guess what GUESS WHAT?! Tomorrow at nine a.m., I'll be on my first interview! What's the back story?
So today was day three ... and once again I was awake long before the alarm. I got up, made the bed, got dressed, and went downstairs to have breakfast. Over my bowl of cornflakes, I was reading my e-mails and scrolling through Facebook ... when my new message alert chimed.
The HR representative from one of the companies I applied to yesterday contacted me. We wrote back and forth a handful of times ... and we've set up a telephone interview for tomorrow morning at nine a.m. I am so mind boggling happy ... and so unspeakably nervous.
On one hand ... I am so excited to have an interview! On the other hand ... a telephone interview? Apparently this is just what they do. This is the first step ... and if you pass, they call you in to meet everyone. I haven't had an interview of any kind in probably twenty years. I've had promotion interviews ... but those don't count. They were just in-house reviews with people who were like family.
For what it's worth? I aced every one. I applied for three promotions over my 23 year career and I got each one. My performance reviews for the last two years have been perfect ... I have a glowing reference from my Director. I should be fine as wine. But the truth is ... I'm scared.
What if it doesn't work out? What if they don't even bring me in for a face to face interview? What if they do but they hate me. What if they offer me a job but they're paying something so ridiculously low that I'd be better off with unemployment? I've got a thousand random worries and thoughts bouncing around in my head tonight.
Who doesn't want to sleep in? Who doesn't want what basically amounts to a paid vacation? I've had a lot of people tell me I need to relax and enjoy my time off. But they don't understand ... if I could get a job, then I get to put all my severance into savings. If I could get a job, then I wouldn't have to worry about getting sick and not being able to afford to go to the doctor. If I could get a job, then I wouldn't have to worry about Stoney's family or friends thinking I'm a bum.
Sigh ... tomorrow is big ... everyone keep your fingers crossed!
I feel lucky, yeah
No Professor Doom gonna stand in my way
Mmmmm, I feel lucky today
Mary Chapin Carpenter - I Feel Lucky
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