The day started off early. I had two interviews this morning, both with the same company but for different positions. Due to the amount of other work that I had to complete though, I made it a point to wake up early. I set my iPod to turn on at 4:30. I put the headphones around my neck and turned the volume up high. As much as it sounds uncomfortable, it really wasn’t. It’s really a lot more comfortable than actually having the headphones on my ears. Anyway, I didn’t wake up at 4:30. I woke up an hour later due to the light of day invading my room. As it turns out, my headphones came unplugged overnight. Reflecting back, perhaps it’s almost like a metaphor for the day of suck that followed.

The interviews required me to attend a group information session at 9. I got my suit out and wore it with pride. I don’t have a full-length mirror in my room, so I had to venture out to the bathroom mirror. As I looked at myself, I couldn’t help but feel powerful. Seriously. I felt confident. I felt sexy. I felt like the world couldn’t stop this powerhouse. It’s a good way to start the day, no? I walked out into the hot humid heat with the suit, not really caring about the weather. Who needs to worry when you look that good, right?

The session passed by without much fuss. I met up with Jenelle who also had an interview with the company but for a different position. As we went to our interviews, we kept each other company in between, and attempted to keep each other calm. Truth be told though, I was the one that needed calming. When I entered my first interview, I suddenly became nervous and could feel my tongue seizing up as I tried to utter a simple hello. I was so out of practice with interviews. Maybe it showed.

The interview was alright, overall. It was for a job that I didn’t have much experience in, but felt that I could do well in. I’m not sure whether the interviewer caught onto that. He was aware I had another interview for the other department, and that my resume seemed to indicate that I’d probably be more suited to that other department. By the end, I couldn’t tell whether it went well or not. My judgments have been off in the past, so I really can’t reliably make predictions.

The other interview though…holy crap. I was so qualified for it. In fact, the tasks that were described were so in tune with jobs and tasks that I had performed in the past. They wanted someone to make Perl scripts; I had made many scripts in the past. The scripts were to make other people’s workflow much easier. That was the exact reason why I made them in my previous job. Everything just seemed to fit, which is why coming out of that interview I was feeling extremely confident. I nailed that fucker. Hard.

With everyone I met, I told them my status, and they agreed that I was unbelievably qualified. I felt like there was nothing wrong and that I had it for sure. Tonight though, I got a really rough surprise. I checked the results online and it said that I didn’t even get ranked. Now, it’s very possible that they only ranked the main candidate and that I still have a chance…but, I really can’t count on it. I mean, something must have made them decide to go with someone with less experience in the area. It’s mind boggling. It also stings heavily. Am I not good enough? This question will stay with me all weekend.

Interestingly enough, there’s no information on the first interview that I had. Perhaps I got that one. I’m not holding my breath though.

I want to write a lot more about it, but I need to get out of here. I’m going to see a movie with friends. Maybe it’ll distract my mind.