I am an over-preparer. It is my very nature. I think it comes from a very valid fear of looking completely stupid and inept -- thus I run through every scenario possible in my creative imagination....just in case.
So, as today is my final interview for THE job...I am ready at 8:30 for my Noon appointment. Now I have NOT put on my suit...but if you have kids, you know that will be the LAST thing I do before I walk out the door. Amen.
So here I am getting my game face on....Getting stoked...ready....prepared.
Okay, so this is really what I look like, but I am trying to exude some sort of confidence here peeps, work with me. Here I am when they try to ACT all coy like they don't know if they want me or not. I got their ticket baby. So is it I got their number? Or is it Welcome To The Gun Show? I better just stay away from that saying. Here I am when they low ball me with some ridiculous salary and benefits package.
Here is when they say, "Oh, we were just kidding....we want you....we need you... you are perfect....exactly what we need to soar this company to its destiny." Or something like that.
Here I am when I sign on the dotted line.
Of course, it could be a restraining order I am signing. But just let me have my moment of glory...okay?
And this is the "get in the car and finally realize it is all over face." Start your Hail Marys now. Obviously I could use all the Buddha belly rubbin I can get.
PS You have no idea how your comments brightened ET's day. She was up at 6:30 am to see if any more had posted. Yeah, thanks. :o)