I interviewed Tuesday with the boutique architecture firm. I feel really good about the firm, and also about the interview. If asked, I would probably say I have a 70% chance of getting the job, and that's just because I'm trying to reign in my rampaging optimism.
The day started off well: I didn't encounter jammed traffic. In fact, the cars on the Dallas North Tollway zipped along at alarming rates of speed. Ergo, I arrived at my destination 45 minutes early. I drove around the design district for 20 minutes to kill time (and the Earth - sorry Gaia* ), then parked in the free parking lot outside the office building. After reading the short news synopses in The Economist, I realized I - um - needed to use the facilities.
There were no public facilities.
Buzzkill. Impending sense of doom. I asked a young woman waiting for the elevator if she knew whether there was a public restroom in the lobby.
"No," she replied. "I think there are access codes for all the bathrooms."
"Oh." Duh-duh-dunn! "I have an interview in 15 minutes-"
Young Woman's face brightened. "I'll open the door to the ladies' room on my floor; you can use it, then go on to your interview!"
NICEST GIRL EVER. We chit-chatted about the field I'm in, the field she's in, and then she dropped me off outside the ladies' room. Hooray for friendly people!
I was ushered into the small conference room and a few seconds later, in came my prospective boss, along with the fellow who suggested I apply at his firm.
"Well," said Prospective Boss, "You'd definitely be the most attractive person in the office if we hired you." I thought the Suggester was going to melt, he was so embarrassed. I laughed, thanked Prospective Boss - who appears to be 101 years old - and the interview commenced.
It was short. 30 minutes, tops. I left a copy of my portfolio for them to peruse, and a copy of my resume ("ooooh, nice paper" - P.B.).
Again, trying not to get too excited too early. In fact, in preparation for disaster, I'm still working on the business idea my Dad developed and passed off to me. If I get the job, I'll open this business, anyways. It will be a great way to save up money. You know, just in case there's another recession...
* Gaia was the Greek goddess of the earth and mother of the Titans, but you probably knew that...
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