Jul 27, 2011 23:54
No, I haven't found and killed the blasted thing yet. I keep going through my closet...
At first I wasn't going to say anything about the interview, because I had prepared but when I left I was consumed by thoughts such as "just how awkward was I? Did I give the best answers?" Then today I got a call from the helpful lady who's been a sort of go-between for me and local chemistry jobs for a while (I'll call her Ms. E), and she says the man who led the interview wants me to report to the lab Monday. I'll work there for three days, then he'll de-brief me and decide whether to keep me around for a while. I'm excited, I'm gonna do my best! And Ms. E has told me her office isn't too far away from the place where I report, so on Monday we'll finally meet face to face. It'll be kind of like the ending of Jumping Jack Flash, except she's not British and nobody's tried to kill us.