It made me think of the office episode when Michael talks about his weaknesses and he is "TOO MOTIVATED" well, that was me. I want this job so much that I think I even scared myself. I was so driven that I drove off the cliff. After a 1.5 hr orientation we went to the interview. I interviewed with 2 managers, one male and one female. It was way cool. I got started talking.... and it was like BLAH.... I just kept talking and talking and I swear all they could do was not stick a sock in my mouth. I feel like the "perfect" candiate, however... I think I was portrayed as fake. However that was my true emotion, it wasn't fake, it was the real me. After the 1 hr + interview, it was time for the test.
I get to my car, ready to call my hubby, cry and lament about my heartbreak.. HOWEVER my phone is dead. REALLY how, I had like 40% batt when I went in.. I then had to spend the WHOLE drive home thinking over it... over and over and over again. Trying to figure out what I had even said. Honestly, I couldn't even put that hour interview back into my head to break it down.
All of my employees at work, knew I had the interview, I was trying to figure out how I was gonna tell EVERYONE that I SUCK.. That is how I felt. I didn't want to have to explain myself, but I told everyone I was going in, so I was stuck. I didn't know what to do.
On the drive home, I did one of those things you NEVER should do. I asked My Liam (6yr old) "Mommy went for a job interview do you think I got the job? Yes or No" Response. "YES" I wasn't sure how to process that, more then anything it just made my heart hurt more.
After picking up my boys i FINALLY got home. First thing I did was plug in my phone and used the house phone to call my honey... NO ANSWER.... ARG. I was feeling so crummy I just wanted to hear my sweeties voice. I had to sit and think through it even more. I started to think of other firms I should prepare to apply for. I was not sure I would be willing to go back to the same place again, and even show my face.
I finally got to talk to my sweetheart. He was so sweet and supportive. I told him about the process and he kept saying "you totally have the job" "don't doubt yourself, you have this" It was sweet, however I knew that he was just trying to be the wonderful and supportive husband he is.
Not sure how, but I did get some sleep. Walking into work the next day was rough. It felt like the walk of shame. I told many that I felt I did really bad. I had a few that were quite happy, because they don't want me to leave. So that was nice knowing that people still wanted me around.
what else could I do?
I spent alot of the evening before praying and trying to cope. The Lord is always there, and has a plan for us, even if we REALLY hate the consequences!