Interview

I’m not sure why, but usually I don’t get nervous before a job interview. I think I tend to go in with the attitude that I’m interviewing my interviewers, why do I want to work for their company? So rather than seeing it as some formal meeting with me in the spotlight, I’m looking to them to persuade me that I want to leave what I’ve got at the moment because working for them would be better.

However, come Friday morning, I find myself checking everything several times. I know I closed the window, but did I? I know I turned the gas off, but did I? I get out of the flat and half way down the street and still I have to go back, I know I double locked the door, but did I?

I try to breathe deeply. It’s okay, I tell myself, this is just the same as any other interview, it’s just me meeting a couple of people and us all asking questions. Simple. I’m still jumpy though and my pep talk isn’t doing anything to convince me that this will be okay.

When I arrive at the company, a very nice woman makes me a cup of coffee and I can’t pick it up because I’m trembling. Why? I ask myself but I don’t have an answer. I’m called into my interview room. The interviewers are friendly enough and I start my presentation on hr management software. I lose it a bit half way through, but manage to pull it back together. I’m then asked questions, given scenarios, asked to do a role-play and just as I think it’s all over I’m given a written test before I can finally leave.

I walk towards the bus stop thinking that it didn’t really go that well. A bit disappointedly I then tell myself if I get the job I get it, if I don’t, I don’t.

Just as I’m heading back up my street my mobile rings. They offer me the job. I’m amazed and delighted. A new life awaits me.