The experiences and exploits of a college grad trying to make it in the "real world:" leaving school and friends in New England, moving south, and living with her boyfriend. Watch as I pretend to be an adult.
At the risk of jinxing everything, I had two interviews today, and both asked to set up second follow up interviews for tomorrow. They went well, and I left both feeling confidant about my skills and the possibility of getting a job. So even if I don't get either of these jobs, I feel comfortable I will be gainfully employed in the near futures. Interviews are always energy consuming for me. I actually enjoy them, but I feel like I have to "on" the entire time. I dislike having to sell myself, and I'm always tempted to pull a, "look, I can do the job. Really. So just hire me, mmkay?" Instead we play games of ring around the rosie that make me feel like someone has performed exploratory surgery on my brain. So, tomorrow I have two other interviews and then I leave town at 12 or so to drive down to Raeford for the eventing championships there. I should have internet access (being put up in the Marriott, thank you very much...how posh!" so I'll write more then.
