The Interview

Making sure I got enough sleep, I went to bed about ten o'clock last night and set my alarm for 6:30am.  The interview was scheduled for 11am.  They asked I arrive a little early to complete their employment application.  I decided I'd arrive at 10:45.  The company I'm interviewing with is located four miles from my house (yipee!).  I counted on 15 minutes travel time, just to be safe, in case of school buses or traffic lights working against me.  I would leave the house at 10:30.

Got my shower first, then some coffee.  Decided to curl my hair.  I had to blow dry it first.  Got hair rolled (painstakingly, my hair is long).  Next, makeup.  These days, the only time I put on makeup is if John and I go out.  We don't go out much.  While finishing up the coffee, turned on Kathie Lee and Hoda from the Today Show, they're a hoot.  Left rollers in until 9:30 when I started getting dress.

Put on my black pants and my freshly ironed burgundy blouse with my black and white checked blazer.  Nope, didn't look that great.  Opted for a white short sleeved lightweight sweater.  Much better!  What do you think?

I'm all set, got my notebook portfolio (to take notes and keep extra copies of my resume, references, etc), off I go, it's 10:25.  No school buses, one red stop light of the six stop lights on my route.  I was there at 10:35.  Sat in the car for a few minutes, checked my makeup, took this picture of the building through the windshield, turned off my cell phone and headed in.  It was 10:40.

The company was on the third floor, in the elevator I go.  Strange, they had two receptionists.  Both were asking the same questions, they giggled.  They must be bored if they're falling over themselves to help me.  I informed them I was there for an 11am interview.  They handed me a clipboard with the employment application attached and a pen.  The employment application was five pages, geesh!  Name and address of high school attended....really?  Note in large letters at the top of the employment application to write down all information requested, do not write "see resume".  It took me 20 minutes (without being able to write "see resume").  I returned the clipboard, the receptionist directed me to hang onto my employment application to deliver to the interviewer. 

The woman that called me was the corporate accountant who was setting up the interviews for the VP of Operations, the person the position reported to.  I was led to an empty office informed it was the VP of Operations office and the VP would join me shortly.  The corporate accountant swung by twice to inform me the VP of Operations would be with me shortly, she had been delayed.  At 11:20, a woman who appeared to be about my age wearing glasses and blonde hair wearing a pair of black slacks and a white short sleeved sweater (great, same thing I'm wearing, maybe she won't notice).  She didn't have a blazer on, and I didn't see one hung from the back of her chair.

We exchanged introductions.  She discussed the duties of the positions and explained the office was a team environment.  Everyone chips in and helps each other out.  I assured her I was thrilled with a team environment, it helps the work done sooner, a second set of hands is always welcomed.  We went through a short two minute exchange of questions about the job.  Oh, one perk, the work hours are 8:30-5pm with a half hour for lunch (not much time to squeeze in a walk).  Fridays, the office closes at 2pm, nice way to end the workweek.  The VP said it helps with morale to close early on Fridays.  She said a decision would be made by Friday down to the final two candidates (here we go again).  There is also a background check and a drug test involved after an offer is presented to the selected candidate.  I thanked her for her time and said I looked forward to hearing from her.  I checked my watch when I got to my car, it was 11:45am.  The job did not sound difficult, I had previously performed the duties she described.  I hope it's good news for me on Friday.  Thanks for your good wishes, I appreciate it.

Pulling in the driveway, I noticed the recycle bin that was put the curb by John at 5am was still in its same spot.  Years ago, I remember being in work clothes 12-15 hours some days.  Today, I couldn't wait to get them off.  I've been so comfortable in my tanks tops and shorts or capris for so long, the work clothes felt foreign.

Back into my comfy clothes, I made a salad for lunch and turned on the news.  I don't know who is hitting the headlines the most Congressman Weiner or the Casey Anthony case.  I see Candy Spelling sold her mansion in Beverly Hills, it's been on the market since 2009 for $150 million!  A 22 year old heiress bought it.  Oh to be rich!

I hear the recycle truck outside, I peer through the window, yep, they're here.  I went back to watching the news.  I finished up my salad and went outside to fetch the recycle bin.  Can you tell the same company that picks up our trash also picks up our recyclables?

I checked the mailbox to see if the mailman has cruised by.  Yep, he'd been here too, grabbed the mail too.  The mail was nothing but junk mail, more recycling.

Once inside, I was about to get ready for my walk.  It started to get dark outside.  I went to the back deck, it was very dark and cloudy.  I'm not keen on walking in a thunderstorm.  I opted out of my walk today.  My knees are sore and my ankles have to make a clicking sound when I walk.  Maybe I shouldn't have pushed myself to the end of the street and back.  I appreciated the day off, it never rained.  No pain, no gain, I'll be back to walking tomorrow.  The weather (for the most part) has been too gorgeous not to walk.

Thanks for stopping by and again, thank you for your good wishes.