Three-Quarters Out the Office Door
I was already well on my way out the door before I even had an interview. Now that I actually have two interviews lined up (and am still waiting to hear back from one more firm), I’ll admit it–I’m getting cocky. Or clitory? dunno. But I have good reason to be confident–the last three interviews I’ve gone on, I’ve been offered jobs. I interview very very well. Can’t you tell? I’m utterly charming. But more on that later.
My resume got sent out on Monday. I was a wreck, waiting for a response. I was checking my email before work, during lunch, and immediately after work (they’re one of those asshole places with a very strict internet/email policy… hence the reason I’m leaving). I kept sneaking peeks into my purse to see if anyone had called my cell phone (on vibrate of course, no personal phone calls allowed during work hours, which is quite inconsiderate of them when I’m waiting to hear about another job).
