After playing phone tag for a little bit this morning, I got ahold of Paula and we got to talk a little bit about things and I have a meeting with her later in the week.
My stomach is doing happy and excited flipflops as I type here, but I have to admit, after some time letting things sink in, I’m kind of nervous. Not to hide behind an idiom, but once bitten, twice shy, you know? I’ve interviewed places before and thought I did brilliantly, only to be totally disappointed to find out that, after a month of hoping and wishing and picturing myself in the offices, I didn’t get it.
This is by far the most amazing break I’ve had and I want this more than I can accurately convey on a blog, but I have to be realistic this time. So while part of my brain has me doing cartwheels, the other part is trying to be practical and keep me level.
I just have to focus on the next step. I’ve applied. I called. I’ve got a meeting. The meeting is the next step. The meeting is a big deal. The meeting is the thing to focus on. I just have to be smart and confident and resist the impulse to turning into a book fangirl and/or puke from excitement in the interviewer’s lap.* People tend to like you a lot less when you blow chunks on their neatly tailored pant suits.
In any case, I’m focusing on the next step and trying to prepare the best I can.
Anyone have any tips on interviewing? Questions to ask? Things to wear? My nerves could very possibly get the best of me and I want to be ready in the moment!
*I’m giving myself a bit of leeway on this one in that I’m allowing myself to throw up the night before or do it in a washroom pre-interview so long as I have breath mints.