|
Forever a shirt folder...
05.13.04 . 10:23 pm
I finally broke down the other day and went to the mall to fill out applications. I went to Guess, Bebe, Express, and Charlotte Russe. Today I had my first interview, with Guess.
I really want this job. Hell, I wanted this a year and a half ago. I think I may have gotten extra interview-ee kudos for remembering the manager's name after all this time.
That or I really creeped him out.
Eh. Either way, I think the interview went great. A lot of it was just chatting. His style was definitely the laid back type. He was obviously more interested in getting to know my personality than hearing a few canned answers. I learned a lot about the company, more than I needed to know for the shirt-folding gimp job I applied for. Perhaps even more than I should have heard. But was such a comfortable interview a truly positive sign, or is he just a very chatty person?
Anywho, I have a second interview next week. I'm nervous. I hate this job hunting thing because I'm such a perfectionist and I'm very insecure about little things. I worry that my fashion sense won't be good enough for Guess. Which is really quite sad and pathetic. I should know I'm good enough for a damn mall job.
But I'm still fucking nervous.
before - after
Mood: Anxious
Wearing: Black pin stripe pants, tank top
Listening To: The local news
Thinking: I should go to bed soon...
Wishing: While I know it's good I changed my sleep schedule, I hate being sleepy at the "normal" time.
|
|