I Think My Luck Is Changing
Since quitting my last job, I’d only had one job interview, in mid-December. I think that one would’ve gone well if I hadn’t stuck my foot in my mouth early on.
Interviewer: So what kind of job are you looking for?
Me: I’d like to edit for a book publisher. I don’t like newspapers because I like to edit more in-depth.
Interviewer: Oh, really? ‘Cause we’re a lot like a newspaper.
Me [mentally]: Oh, crap.
Me [out loud]: (Makes awkward and unconvincing recovery.)
I really should’ve stopped after that first sentence. But anyway, I wasn’t terribly surprised when they didn’t call me back. Maybe it’s for the best, though: the company sounded good, but the work sounded pretty mind-numbing. Really, who wants to edit a five-hundred-page book consisting entirely of bulleted lists and images?
Last week was good to me, however. I had three interview requests in three days, which is completely unprecedented in my life. The first request came within two hours of my applying to the job, and the interview was for the next day. The second interview request came while I was in the first interview, and they also wanted to set it up for the next day. The third came while I was out running errands after the second interview, and they probably would’ve asked to set it up for the next day, but the company’s in Tucson. They sounded pretty interested, though, and wanted me to come down as soon as possible, so I’ll be flying down this week and staying overnight in the company condo. Sweet.
And while I’m trying not to get too excited about all of this, it’s hard to rein it in. I think both of my interviews last week went really well—probably my best ever—and I’ve already got a follow-up interview for the first company tomorrow. I’d like to thank Cicada for the resume advice and the very nice job lead. For the first time in a long time, my employment outlook is hopeful.