I FORGOT THAT MY LAST POST WAS BASICALLY ‘TO BE CONTINUED…’
So here’s the rest of the …
I went to three job interviews. (Four actually, but the first one took place before the MOVING. DRAMA.)
The First Interview was at a place I REALLY wanted to work at. I went in, asked if the position was open, yes, sent my resume and cover letter that night, next day got an email: do you want to stop in for an interview? YES! I ran over there after work dying of heat stroke because the room the interview took place in was hot hot hot. I was probably underdressed and way too tired and we had a nice chat, sounded like I’d nailed it, you’ll have to give two weeks, I’ll get back to you on Friday and then………….. nothing. For two weeks. And then……… rejection.
I took it hard. I have never NOT gotten a job that I really wanted. I cried. I got into a fight with my husband. I felt bad about myself. I didn’t eat, didn’t sleep, was generally in a bad place.
But then I pulled myself together and moved on.
Second Interview was for a place that I actually mildly wanted to work at. It sounded interesting, paid decently, and wasn’t too far away (bike or train, take your pick). I was all set for my interview, had psyched myself up, was thinking that no, I really DID want to work there, and then I got a Phone Interview request from another job that I also mildly wanted but at the moment I got the request I was like NOOOO I DON’T NEED MORE CHOICES.
So I set up the Phone Interview because I really had no reason not to. I went to the Second Interview for the place I was pumped to work at and rocked it. Okay, I had one part of the interview that I would have changed. But hey. I felt so much better about myself, life, the universe.
Then two days later I had the Phone Interview (Fourth Interview part 1). It was quick, painless (terrifying), and I was so grateful for ALL the prep I’d done between the First Interview and the Second Interview (because clearly I SUCKED at interviews) because it was so textbook it wasn’t even funny. The lady who did my Phone Interview said that she was pretty sure I’d get called in for an in person interview and yes I did get called back in for what was my Fourth Interview part 2.
In the meantime I also had a Third Interview. This was actually for a different position within my current company. I had talked with my boss about transferring or moving up into a management position and they found a supervisor position for me so I went and had the Third Interview before work. The Third Interview was actually a backup if I failed the Second and Fourth interviews. This position was something I was basically already doing at my current job, it just came with a title and a slight pay raise (and I mean slight). The Third Interview was INTENSE. They had a book they had to follow and there were two people and I was sitting up straight and trying not to blink too much. I NAILED it too. And I am every so grateful to this interview because it prepared me in ways that I would have never been prepared for the Fourth Interview.
Two days before the Fourth Interview I got a job offer from the Second Interview. I took it because I was terrified that I would not get the job associated with the Fourth Interview. I bought sushi and celebrated with my husband because it was a win! All my had work had paid off and it WAS a good job, something that I was excited about.
I went to the Fourth Interview. I wore a suit. I took my expensive purse. I slept 10 hours the night before. I took everything I had learned in Japan about etiquette and politeness and I thought hard before answering and used my charm and oh my god, I rocked the Fourth Interview. Harder than the Second, harder than the Third. The manager even told me that I had done a good job when he walked me out.
They offered me the job the next day. And I took it. I declined the other job, got an offer from the Third interview and passed.
I start working at Massachusetts Institute of Technology next week.
(I did all of this while moving)