Interview Bowl: One Down, One To Go
The first interview came and went.
I thought it went pretty decently...with the minor exception that I kinda have a feeling the director of the program doesn't really like me. Not that I thought she disliked me...she just didn't necessarily like me.
I'm not really sure why. We just did not connect. Not a good sign.
It was a nice place, and a nice little town.
I thought my presentation went well...not great...well. I spent a looong time prepping for it. Much longer than I had planned.
And I barely slept last night. Not the best pre-interview prep policy, but that's what happened.
I had some good talks with people and, I feel, I conveyed my expertise well.
So I will either be a good fit for the program, and they will offer me the position...or I won't, and they will not.
Part of me really dreads the thought of moving, of starting over...yet again. I won't even go into how I have no idea how to afford a move. But I will figure that out when/if the time comes
Plans...need plans...which I will get to later. Not tonight. But sometime soon.
For now, I am just exhausted, so, naturally, I can't seem to fall asleep.
At least I don't have to worry about a presentation for the next interview.
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Blog Post Typo Tally: 2
I thought it went pretty decently...with the minor exception that I kinda have a feeling the director of the program doesn't really like me. Not that I thought she disliked me...she just didn't necessarily like me.
I'm not really sure why. We just did not connect. Not a good sign.
It was a nice place, and a nice little town.
I thought my presentation went well...not great...well. I spent a looong time prepping for it. Much longer than I had planned.
And I barely slept last night. Not the best pre-interview prep policy, but that's what happened.
I had some good talks with people and, I feel, I conveyed my expertise well.
So I will either be a good fit for the program, and they will offer me the position...or I won't, and they will not.
Part of me really dreads the thought of moving, of starting over...yet again. I won't even go into how I have no idea how to afford a move. But I will figure that out when/if the time comes
Plans...need plans...which I will get to later. Not tonight. But sometime soon.
For now, I am just exhausted, so, naturally, I can't seem to fall asleep.
At least I don't have to worry about a presentation for the next interview.
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Blog Post Typo Tally: 2
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