Post-interview jitters
I had the interview for the job I’m desperate to get yesterday. I enjoyed it, I had things I wanted to know about it so I came up with some questions at the end and they answered them thoroughly for me. I loved the lab, the people were incredibly friendly and the work atmosphere seemed great too. The building is in a good location that is well-served by transport links, which is a key factor for me because I cannot drive.
I went in there feeling confident and came out still feeling confident. I really think I have a good chance at this one but it all depends on how well the other candidates performed at interview. I’m only twenty, they might have been better for the role. But I know I could do that job and do it well and enjoy it and I want it so, so badly.
Today I will be glued to my phone, waiting to hear back. I can’t stop thinking about it. Instead of nightmares of rejection, I even had three separate dreams where I got the job. Even my subconscious has hope.
I went in there feeling confident and came out still feeling confident. I really think I have a good chance at this one but it all depends on how well the other candidates performed at interview. I’m only twenty, they might have been better for the role. But I know I could do that job and do it well and enjoy it and I want it so, so badly.
Today I will be glued to my phone, waiting to hear back. I can’t stop thinking about it. Instead of nightmares of rejection, I even had three separate dreams where I got the job. Even my subconscious has hope.