And the waiting begins.
Well, they didn’t offer me the job on the spot. But I think I did the best I could in my interview. It wasn’t perfect. I think there were a few times I didn’t get to the point soon enough (did they really need to know about my buying a Commodore 64 so that I could frequent the local BBSs in high school?) and there were several times I made jokes that did not garner the laughs they would have outside the interview…and in fact did not garner any laughs at all…and you’d think I might have learned after the first two or three to keep my mouth shut when I felt a joke coming on, but no.
When I first left the interview I was high on the adrenaline and thinking to myself, “How could they not hire me?!?! Look at my passion! Look at my verve!! Look at my moxy!!!” Now the adrenaline has faded and I’m thinking, “How could they possibly hire me?!?! I know nothing! I know less than nothing!! I’m amazed they didn’t laugh me out of the conference room!!!”
Either way, I’m glad it’s over. Maybe they’ll offer it to me, maybe not, but either way I’ll be okay. And if nothing else, I took a chance and feel proud of myself for doing that.
January 23rd, 2008 at 8:44 pm
I feel proud of you, too! It’s the only way to live - what you’ve done here. Taking the risk and releasing the outcome. Beautiful!! (I have my fingers crossed for you!)