The Interview

Since graduation I have been on 2 interviews (despite the 1,000 resumes I have sent out). Both interviews were extremely different from each other. One I went into an office and they asked me questions like “Where do you see yourself in 5 years?” and “Do you play well with others in the sandbox?” It went well but in end they couldn’t hire as many people as they wanted to (darn). The other interview was a 2 month long process.

It was the first interview I went on so naturally I was pretty excited and convinced that I was going to get the job no matter what. At the end of August I found a job in the beautiful state on New Hampshire. I really had no desire to move to New Hampshire but I quickly sent in my resume and cover letter and then jumped in my car to head to my favorite place in the whole world….The Kookaburra (my favorite coffee shop where I am actually sitting right now).

I was sitting drinking my coffee (an iced Aussie) and talking to my dear friend Kiara. When all of sudden I looked down at my phone (which was on silent) and noticed I had a voicemail from someone in New Hampshire. I almost spit coffee out of my mouth and onto Kiara. I listened to the voicemail…they wanted to phone interview me ASAP. After doing my happy dance and chugging the rest of my coffee I went outside, composed myself and called back to schedule the interview.

And then the funniest thing happened.

They started asking me interview questions. I answered as best as I could. Before hanging up the offered me a Skype interview to take place in two weeks. I immediately said yes and ran back into the coffee shop and took a celebratory espresso shot!

Fast forward to two weeks later.

The Skype interview. This moment in my life can be summed up in one word.

Disaster.

The connection was horrible and I could barely hear their questions but somehow I managed to make it through without breaking a sweat (on the inside I was running around panicking).

Feeling miserable I decided to go cope with my pain by eating. I went out to lunch with my mom where I planned on drowning my sorrows into a cheeseburger but right as the food arrived my phone rang.

It was New Hampshire.

They wanted me to come and visit in October.

I was in compete shock.

They liked me…..they really really liked me.

I quickly went home and booked a plan ticket (before even asking my boss if I could have 4 days off).

So I am not one to leave my audience hanging but this is starting to get long. I was always taught a

blog post should be between 400-600 words so you don’t bore your audience (which I am sure I already have).

That being said tune in next week to find out what happens when Caitlin goes to New Hampshire (did I mention I can be dramatic at times). Will she get the job or not? (Obviously I don’t otherwise I wouldn’t have this blog).