In 26 hours from now, I will be sitting across from a Jenna trying to hide my sweaty palms and calm the ants in my pants.
Job interview number one. After months of resumes I've finally had a bite. While it is not my first choice, right now it is my only choice. I got a call from a recruitment company, and I am gladly going in for an interview. While I don't necessarily know what job/company I am precisely interviewing for, the positive side is that I am interviewing for several positions available. One stone, many birds.
I must admit, I hate interviews. When I get nervous, I get chatty and honest. You might not think that is a bad thing, but let me tell you, it is. I can't stop blabbering on and say a lot of stuff I probably should not. I most definitely should not be cracking jokes. While it's great to make the interviewer laugh, I should realise I am not trying to make this person my friend, I am tyring to make this person hire me.
Last night, I was talking to Simon online.
Simon: So are you ready for your interview?
Me: Not really, I'm going to prep tomorrow night. It's not like I can review the details of the company, since I don't know the company I am applying for.
Simon: Makes sense.
Me: Maybe when I am at work tomorrow I'll write shit out. Be productive, you know...
Simon: Hey I know....wear the blue bikini to your interview.
Simon: What??? It will work! I promise!!!
Me: It's not that kind of job interview.
Simon: I know. But I really like your blue bikini.
Somehow, I don't think this will help me. But nice attempt at helping me out. Rather, I've spent sometime this morning on monster.ca reading tips etc for interviews, and writing out what I need to expand on this evening. But thanks, Simon, thanks.