Second Interview of the Day
It started badly. Between traffic and horrific/confusing construction, I was fifteen minutes late to my second interview.
As soon as I sat down at the conference table, my interviewer brought in a whole posse to help him evaluate me. But this was ok. The bigger my audience, the more charming I am.
We all got along really well. There was lots of joking around, laughter, and an hour and a half later we set up a follow-up interview for next week.
So I don’t know who I like more. I like both. A lot. And they both liked me. ‘Tis a delightful situation to be in.
Eeenie meenie miney mo…
