The Interview

It's been quite a week.  Monday, I had to do the day job and get a job application form in. Tuesday I was doing the day job and prepping for an interview for a job I applied for a couple of weeks ago.  Wednesday, I had an interview.  B offered to drive me to the city, wait for me, then drive me home after the interview.  Still, I mostly know my limits and I knew that I wouldn't have the patience for company and or, someone else's driving, and so I drove myself.

I parked myself in a Starbucks across the road, prior to the interview and it was hustle and bustle personified at that time in the morning.  After just five minutes, I spotted an ex team mate from a year ago.  Her hair is much longer than when I last saw her but it was her and I stare until I catch her gaze.  My friend approaches and takes a pew.  She happily fills me in with updates of my old team, problems, prospects and general chat, which was just what I needed because it distracted me so much, I didn't have time to work myself up into a frenzy of nervousness.

With twenty minutes to go, I left Starbucks and crossed the road into the building I'll be interviewed in.  I made my way up the escalators to the coffee shop and parked myself in an unused booth of the cafe.  Five minutes after that, I make my way to reception to announce my arrival.

I think the interview went well but we shall see, it was a bit of a trial and some of my colleagues who also interviewed agreed that it was quite a challenging interview.  There are two positions and twelve candidates.  Before I left work on Tuesday, my colleague who sits at an adjacent desk, pointedly said to me,"however tomorrow turns out, it's meant to be."  It was just what I needed.  It really is in the hands of the Gods and I wait with bated breath.