Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Not like riding a bike

I had an interview today. Not that big of news unless you consider that I haven't participated in that dog and pony show for 8 years. It doesn't get any easier or less nerve wracking. I was stressed to the nth degree!

 I was unsure on how I should answer the most annoying question of all time (IMO) "Where do you want to be in five years." Really pointless. The true answer would be "making more money than I am now and hopefully advancing in this company." The PC answer is more along the lines of  "contributing to an organization and having my health." blah the blah blah.

 Like any techno savvy person, I turned to Google to be my guide on not only how to answer the questions that may come up but also what to wear. Seriously.  I mean, is a 'pant suit' really appropriate for a first interview? One site I looked at said a 'skirt suit' was more appropo. I don't own or can afford one (after all I am unemployed) so that sent me into a panic. I settled for my tried and true interview suit with a patterned shirt to show I wasn't ultra conservative but could behave like a grown up when necessary. I even wore pearls to bring home the "I am a mature, employable person" vibe.

I then started obsessing over the time the interview was scheduled. Three in the afternoon. This could be a blessing or a curse. Thankful that I didn't have to get up early but praying it would end prior to rush hour as the thought of driving thru downtown Indy on I-70 was far from appealing. Besides, I had no idea where I was going. Garmin solved that for me...after I received a quick lesson on how to use the GPS. I'm more of a print out directions off MapQuest type of girl. Happy to report I was early and avoided rush hour altogether.

My nervousness went away soon after the interview started. The TWO people interviewing me were very nice and laid back. I feel we established a rapport and I did well. Bonus points to them for NOT asking the five year question. I was given a tour of the warehouse so in my opinion that is a good sign.

I made it home without incident. I was so exhausted from all the worrying that I had a 2 hour nap to decompress followed by the faithful dinner standby, pizza.

The old stress has now been replaced by the new stress-waiting to hear a decision. Never ends...