So. Since I've been in Charlotte, I won't tell you how many jobs I've applied for, mainly because I haven't kept count. Lately, I've felt like a professional interviewee. I've been to several interviews with no job offer following (not counting the sub position, which technically I never really interviewed for... I just knew the right person).
Today, I had another interview. For my all time dream job. The job that I've been searching for since I left college and a job for which no one else would be more perfect. And it went really really well. I'm trying not to get too excited, because I've been here before. Sitting in front of a job that I thought I wanted, that I thought I'd be perfect for, that I thought I had in the bag. Only to get a rejection.
So. Please think happy, job offering thoughts for me.
If you can't tell, I'm working through these life decisions one at a time (completely unintentionally). Got the dog. Need the job to get the car. Vegas to celebrate. Foot surgery to repair additional damage done from walking all over Vegas. Life complete.
