La de da.
I told my peeps at the hosptial that I am actively interviewing and that all went well. Now if I want half days and whatever, it's all okay. They understand that I don't like the open ended stuff with when Lucy is going to come back. I'm happy to have money coming in while I'm interviewing for something permenant. That makes things easier.
So the interview at the architectural firm went well but it's really hard to say. I no longer think of interviews as the "longer is better". Every interview I've ever had that was upwards of 45 minutes (since living here) are jobs I did not get, and the job I came the closest to getting (remember the private equity firm I was so into?) my initial interview there was only 20 minutes. So, this interview was 20 minutes and it was with two partners of the firm. They noticed some things on my resume (software knowledge) that they use in the office, but had not posted for the position I applied for. That is a good thing to have happen sometimes. I felt more confident because I looked better. I will say that I looked better than I've ever looked at an interview. Ever. I'm going to a recruiter's office in a half hour, just getting my name down on more people's lists.
This is trivial, but I cut my hair short again. Oh yes.
Hmm. I love downtown -- possibly more than midtown. I could work down there. And even though it's at the opposite end of everything that's considered NYC from the apartment I'm probably getting in 3 months, it's on the same train line. So even if it takes an hour on the train, I don't have to transfer. And I am ok with that.
I put a blister on my heel with these damn heels. They're comfy and all, but breaking shoes in as a pedestrian in NYC is brutal. Yes I could bring other shoes, but then I'd never break these ones in. Now I get to have my same heel all rubbed up on by the same shoes for another few hours while I go to this recruiter. WOE IS ME.
So the interview at the architectural firm went well but it's really hard to say. I no longer think of interviews as the "longer is better". Every interview I've ever had that was upwards of 45 minutes (since living here) are jobs I did not get, and the job I came the closest to getting (remember the private equity firm I was so into?) my initial interview there was only 20 minutes. So, this interview was 20 minutes and it was with two partners of the firm. They noticed some things on my resume (software knowledge) that they use in the office, but had not posted for the position I applied for. That is a good thing to have happen sometimes. I felt more confident because I looked better. I will say that I looked better than I've ever looked at an interview. Ever. I'm going to a recruiter's office in a half hour, just getting my name down on more people's lists.
This is trivial, but I cut my hair short again. Oh yes.
Hmm. I love downtown -- possibly more than midtown. I could work down there. And even though it's at the opposite end of everything that's considered NYC from the apartment I'm probably getting in 3 months, it's on the same train line. So even if it takes an hour on the train, I don't have to transfer. And I am ok with that.
I put a blister on my heel with these damn heels. They're comfy and all, but breaking shoes in as a pedestrian in NYC is brutal. Yes I could bring other shoes, but then I'd never break these ones in. Now I get to have my same heel all rubbed up on by the same shoes for another few hours while I go to this recruiter. WOE IS ME.