Well I had my interview on Friday morning. It lasted just under an hour. I answered all the questions put to me, admittedly I misunderstood one, but I think I smoothed that over. I feel I was well prepared and doubt I could have done a much better job. Naturally I was feeling confident and eagerly awaiting the phone call to let me know the outcome.
So my phone has been rebelling. I finally managed to get it working after a whole phoneless month! I spent all of Sunday basking in the gentle light of the screen. Only to retire Sunday evening to find my charger is broken. Awesome. I'm waiting for that phone call. That phone call I really don't want to miss. Fuss (or ya know, another four letter word).
Lunch break today requires a trip to get a new charger. Sorted. Waiting, waiting, waiting. So then just as I'm leaving work I see a missed call. Ring voicemail and YES! It's the call I've been waiting for. Person sounds sad he wasn't able to reach me. Two possible reasons: A. He is sad he can't tell me the great news and is instead talking to my voicemail. Or B. He has bad news. I ring back straight away.
Too excited and nervous not to sound happy to be hearing from him so quickly. However I notice my excitement is not matched in his replies. Still can't believe these subtle hints. Not until he says it. "I'm sorry to tell you, you were unsuccessful on this occasion." Ah. Ok. Five more minutes of polite chit chat and a promise of feedback, then goodbye. Shock. In fifty minutes they determined they did not like Fallon. Fallon wasn't the right person for the job.
So, anyway I bought some new boots to make myself feel better. Something good has come of all this, see? And the husband was not able to moan about the price because of my sadness, again, silver linings. Although this has postponed one of my New Year's Resolutions, which was a new job. Fuss (or, ya know, whatever).
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