I went to my interview, and the first thing the guy asked me was how my first interview went. So...I told him. I said it was the most unprofessional interview I'd ever been on. I told him the interviewer wasn't paying attention, asked me questions before I was done answering the one he'd just asked, and generally was unprofessional.
He seemed a little taken aback, but I also had the interview in the palm of my hand at that point. I felt in control. I was the one to be impressed, and I wouldn't settle for anything else.
He asked me, "So, knowing that, and knowing that these are the people you're going to be working with, are you still interested?"
I told him I wasn't sure, but I'd still like to interview. And he was great. I asked about insurance, asked about pay, and generally controlled the interview. It was a strange feeling. I don't usually feel empowered, but I WAS! So, at the end of the interview he said I might hear from someone about a job offer next week. I told him I'd know by then whether or not I wanted the job. And I left feeling confident and good.
And then I got lost on the way home...whoops! But that's another story. Right now, I'm feeling great! And tonight? Meeting old college friends for some pizza! I'm excited!
The future me is so bright, I gotta wear shades
9 hours ago