Having a rough day Friends. I am battling the beginnings of a cold and it’s cold and rainy here today . . . again. I also am having computer troubles PLUS our beloved printer isn’t working and we cannot do anything to breathe life back into it. The good news is I’m feeling so yucky with this encroaching cold that I’m not as concerned about the printer as I was yesterday.
Moving to the dark side, I had a second interview today for a job. I will simply say that if you were to ask me how a job interview went, 99.9% of the time I think they went great. Today was that .1%. I had met with someone a week ago and I knew I would be meeting with her again today as well as the Director of the organization. However, when I went into the conference room there three other people sitting there. OK then. Hello.
The questions they asked made me feel like that had doubts about me in the role. Which is fine, I get that’s why it’s called an interview, but why bring me back if you’ve got trepidation? It was not easy to get there — I had to find the right outfit (changed twice), put on dress shoes (which I accidentally covered in powder while I was getting dressed and yes they were black fabric shoes), I had to primp in the car before going in (I ripped an earring out of my ear when it got caught in my hair brush) and I had to put my best foot forward (on a good day, that’s my left foot).
It took me an hour to get ready, a half hour to prep questions and prepare, a half hour to drive there and a half hour to drive back. I was in with them for less than 20 minutes.
I don’t know what to think. This was handled through a recruiter who I can’t get in touch with. Did I mention I don’t feel good? And oh yeah, in the three weeks since I quit working my feet forgot how to wear dress shoes and I’ve got a blister. On my worst foot so I guess that’s something . . .
