Shrink Rap

You know that I analyse.  I am an analyser.  I'm really keen to get to my new job but there is something bothering me.  Some of my colleagues also interviewed for the same job but didn't get it.  They did however get some feedback on their interviews and it makes for interesting, (for me,) criticism.  One referred to their notes too much.  My notes sat armed and ready to fire from my lap, but I didn't look at them once, they're more of a life jacket for the drowning, than a script.  One isn't, "corporate" enough.  Am I corporate?  I didn't know I was even remotely corporate.  Does that mean I've been brainwashed?

Since I found out that I got the job, I've joked that they've phoned the wrong person, (as the day of reckoning was fraught with comedic errors.)  Still, I was only half joking, I really don't know why they offered me the job.  What did they see, that I don't? 

I can't help wondering if my answers to diversity rallied my cause.  You know those sayings that, "all roads lead to Rome,"  and, "God doesn't give you more than you can handle."  And now, in retrospect when I was asked in my interview, how it felt to stand in for the next grade up for two years, only to have the job not be advertised but for three people to be slotted into the job I was covering and for me to train them to do the job I'd been doing for two years, or for me to move to another department closer to home, then after six weeks to be told that the building is being closed in favour of an office that is further away than the one I was in six weeks ago? 

You know me, I'm such a hot head, but with a little time and the grace of reflection, I can give a considered and I suppose, an optimistic answer?

I don't mean to blow my own trumpet but from what I've heard, "the bar was set high."  Which only worries me more.  I hope to God that I'm up to the job and that I don't get, "found out."  My only consolation is that, a few years ago, when I acted up to this grade.  My boss, was a fair but no nonsense woman.  She was, is, quite a hard task master and I have no doubt in my mind, that if I wasn't doing a good job then, she would not have put up with me for long and I would have been replaced, quickly and clinically.

Knowing that my then boss had such high standards, makes me think that I was doing an OK job.  I think that's all I can take with me, unless I pluck up the courage to ask them why they offered me the job, but then, I'm not sure that I should show any doubt.  I should just, turn up, and look and act the part right?