**updated below
You've heard of The Secret, right? No???? Let me summarize WI Mommy style:
You create your own opportunities with your thoughts. If you want it bad enough (and buy the book to learn how to want it in the right way), you will get it. The power of positive thinking, yada, yada, yada.
Now, don't let my sarcastic tone fool you...I am big on the power of positive thinking. I do believe that having a positive attitude shows and can even affect your health. But can I wish myself a million big ones?? I wish! He-he.
But every once in a while, that voice whispers in my ear...what if it's true??? The answer: then I am screwed!! I am the WORST at talking myself out of my own success. For example, there is this job that I want. I mean REALLY want. It's perfect for me, I'm perfect for it. I could DO this job and do it really well. So an opening came along and I applied. And immediately started preparing myself for not getting it. Wouldn't want to be too disappointed or anything, better start cushioning that blow right now.
The days went by and no call from the HR department and the voices started getting louder. Eh, the job probably wasn't THAT great anyways...the commute is a little on the long side...there isn't much room to grow in the position...blah,blah,blah. You know what? If The Secret is right, I'm in big trouble and I'd better start learning how to have a more positive attitude, like, yesterday.
But - guess what? Tonight they called me for an interview for Thursday. Which I'll probably
I survived my interview without spontaniously combusting. It was not the ideal interview at all...I wound up parking on the wrong side of the building and had to hike almost all the way around in the 95 degree heat. I think I resembled a wet noodle by the time I found an open door. I answered most of the 18 interview questions without much hesitation. I was, however, stumped by one but tried to BS my way out of it (still not sure if this was the best move). I was given a full job description on my way out, and it appears that the question I BS-ed was a pretty integral part of the job. Damn that trendy educator lingo!! It's amazing how out of touch four years in a Catholic School (not very good at keeping up with the latest educational trends) and three years at home can make you. All is not lost yet, I haven't gotten the kiss-off call, but as the hours go by, I am less and less hopeful. I was led to believe that they were making a decision today, so I am guessing that they offered it to someone else and are waiting for them to accept before they call and say I didn't get it.
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