The Interview

      

So a lot of you are wondering... How did it go?!

 

Well, for one thing, my nervousness declared itself with two new pimples on my face... I hate when that happens... (lol)

 

God went before me... I didn't have any trouble getting dressed, and I didn't have any trouble finding the place or finding a place to park... 

 

I myself will prepare your way, leveling mountains and hills

I will break down bronze gates and smash their iron bars.

I will give you treasures from dark, secret places;

Then you will know that I am the Lord

and that the God of Israel has called you by name.

~ Isaiah 45: 2-3.

 

I fell in love with the round shape of the building... The front doors were made of glass... I liked that... The people in the building just go round and round... That was cool...

 

The room looked as if they were in the process of moving in...  The room was somewhat small... I would say maybe 15 x 15 with a high ceiling. There was a small desk and a large desk ~ both with shelves instead of drawers. All the furniture in the room was black, as were the organizer accessories. There was a copy machine and a fax machine and a phone... The woman was working from a laptop... All of the desk accessories were in plain view... The only drawers in the room were in the filing cabinet... Everything was black... Even the interviewer was wearing black... The boxes held what looked like a scanner and a web camera... There was a scale and forms to mail things... The room was well-equipped with supplies... but there was absolutely nothing on the walls... Well, at least the "interrogation room" had no bright light swinging in front of me. (lol)... Besides, the room will be occupied by the person who is hired, so it didn't matter that the walls were bare...

 

My appointment was at 3:30 p.m.  I arrived a little before 3 p.m., which was good, because the woman had me fill out a very lengthy application and to provide a sample of my writing skills...

 

The Hispanic woman was a little overweight with straight reddish brown hair. That put me at ease that the shape and weight of my own body was not a threat to her...  especially since women interviewers are more difficult to interview with than men... Her accent made it clear that she was from somewhere other than the Valley... She had me speak some Spanish to rate my Spanish skills, although she shared that her Spanish is not good enough to make presentations...

 

The interviewer seemed pleasant... She noticed me taking a few notes... There was a little bit of laughter shared... I would say there was some connection made... The interview was completed at about 5 p.m... I don't know if that was good or bad, but I would say the interview was about an hour and a half...  I would say the interview went fairly well, although you never know what they are thinking or if someone else will grab their attention more than you did... 

 

The job sounds interesting and exciting... and it has marvelous benefits and good pay... These people had me at "hello"... when they first contacted me by telephone to schedule my interview appointment... I just hope that I was able to convince her of my qualifications...

 

 

When I got home, I was exhausted... somewhat relieved that it was over... I told God that I had done my part... and I lifted up the job in prayer... Oh, Lord, I hope this is the one!

 

I took my "interview" clothes off and I took a nap... But then, I woke up and I thought... you didn't take your rock! I forgot to carry my rock with me to the interview... (refer to Jacob's Ladder entry.)

 

Then, I thought... the resume that she had was one that I sent over the Internet. It is not as thorough as the one that I have... I am thinking of returning to the scene today to give her my updated resume... That will give me an excuse to carry my rock to the place where I want to work and to leave her a Thank You note as well...

 

Is it OK to deliver a Thank You note in person or should I mail it instead?

 

What will I wear?!# ... LOL @ the never-ending question of women everywhere...

 

   Of course, the rule of thumb is that when you go look for a job, you should wear red undergarments, so I did that... Yesterday, I wore a black top and a black skirt with a brown jacket and an animal print scarf... Today, I think I will wear my black jacket and pant with a brown top and Oscar de la Renta leopard scarf to show that my "wardrobe" is "coordinated" with what I wore yesterday and that I am good at "planning" and being "organized."

 

Do you think she will notice?! Does this sound like a good plan?!  I think we, as women, notice things like that... You never know... they say the first impression is the most important... but perhaps the second impression will help to make the first impression more solid...

 

Nothing is real to you until you experience it...

Otherwise, it's just hearsay...

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