After spending all morning worrying, I attended my first ever job interview. I think it went well. That isn’t to say I think the job’s mine, just that I managed not to act like a complete idiot, came across as a somewhat normal and sane person, and hopefully managed to convey my genuine desire to get this job. Things going in my favour are the fact that of many applicants I am one of a few who are happy to work part-time hours. My CV was apparently well presented, and shows me as being bright and intelligent. I have no issues with getting childcare around the hours I would be working. I looked presentable I think (Though it was incredibly windy today so I’ve no idea what the hair must have looked like). And I’m wanting a nice stable, permanent job. So, I guess it just depends on who I’m up against really. Fingers crossed. It would be so lovely if I could get this job, but in all honesty I am expecting the rejection call on Monday. Still, my experience of interviews is not too bad now. I can do them. I can act sane for a reasonable length of time.
Though I am totally guaranteed to panic again the next time I get an interview.
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