Hopefully Unsure.

The interview was odd...very impersonal, as they asked a few questions about how I would motivate my fellow team members and what responsibilities I believed were associated with being a concierge. Other than my nerves, which always takes front row for these kind of events, I breezed through the interview, telling them I would use positive reinforcement to motivate my employee's and that a concierge is like a personal guide of all the excitement Spokane has to offer. It took fifteen minutes for me to whiz through their questions with prompt, definitive answers. But, they were doing mass interviews, and, honestly, really didn't show much interest in me, or the possibility of me taking any of these positions.

We were supposed to hear back about our interviews by November 1st...and November 1st came and went with no word...so alas, I went with the "if they don't want me I don't want them" attitude, and figured, at least I tried...at least I finally put myself out there...and if they couldn't see the greatness that sat before them, they're blind. Hurt, a little, naturally. Then, while I'm at work tonight of course, I get a phone call from human resources...simply asking me to return the call. Now, the last time I got rejected, I got a letter...so I doubt I'd be all that inaccurate to be so brash as to assume I'm probably going to get an offer.

BUT, I really don't know...and I hate counting my eggs before they hatch, the roller coaster of getting hopes up and letting hopes down makes me sick. I hope they offer me the supervising position...I hope I can be part of the solution instead of the problem. I hope to have the chance to be more and offer more and get more. As a supervisor, I'd get paid health care for my dependents, which I have none of yet...but it sure doesn't hurt any! I really hope...

Me, all cleaned up for my little interview.