I’ve got two job interviews tomorrow and I am nervous as hell. It could be the beginning of something promising or the ending of my hopes for a future. Only time will tell. I just know that I am tired of the same ol’ same ol’. I apologize for the disruption of my writing but I am honestly preoccupied. On the eve of these things, I always get that uncomfortable slave on the auction block feeling. I am bout to break out and start singing “shackles on my feet” but I thought better of it. Y’all pray for me and wish me luck. Hope against hope that I don’t sound like a blithering idiot or a bitter bastard without a future.
INTERVIEW UPDATE: While I won’t say that both interviews were a slam-dunk, I did the best that could have been done under the circumstances. I have a tendency to feel like a museum exhibit during these things but I managed to crack jokes at my expense anyhow. I even got a complement for having a dry wit, for pausing before answering to collect my thoughts, and for being introspective. I haven’t the foggiest idea what the future holds for me, or even if there is one at all. All I really know is that if offered either position, I’ll take it. The dilemma for me comes if If I’m offered both. I probably shouldn’t worry about that unlikely scenario.