Tuesday, June 5, 2012

I'm a big kid now!

About a week-ish ago I informed everyone that I had an interview for a "real" job.  Well the day of the interview came and I was starting to get pretty nervous.  Luckily, my mom was kind enough to come to my house and distract me so that I wouldn't stress about it too much.  Instead of my normally frenzied behavior on interview days (usually I'm ready about 4 hours early and then I sit there worrying about everything that can go wrong) I deep cleaned and organized pretty much my entire house (much less erratic, I know).
Finally I allowed myself (and by that I mean my mom gave me permission) to get ready for my interview.  I got to the mental health center about 15 minutes early, because as everyone knows "if you're not early, you're late."  So there I was, sitting in the reception area waiting to be called back, and instead of feeling jittery, I felt completely calm. It was like all of a sudden I felt completely at peace.  I wasn't worried in the slightest, which kind of worried me.  Anyway, they finally called me in and I walked into this conference room and three people were sitting there waiting to interview me.  I felt completely comfortable with them all from the very beginning.  They asked me the usual interview questions, and after most of my answers at least one of them would say, "That's exactly what we wanted to hear!"  It went so smoothly.  I walked out feeling like I rocked it.
The day after my interview I got a call informing me that I would be informed about their decision by the end of the week.



The end of the week came. And then it went. No call...



Then something amazing happened. I got a call! They offered me a job as a children's case worker.  Today I had to go in to sign some paper work.  Then I had to go to this place to get tested for drugs.  They made me put this sponge thing in my mouth until it was full of my spit. It was kind of gross, but at least I didn't have to pee in a cup.  And I start training at my new job on Monday! I guess this means I'm officially an adult...but I'm not sure how great being an adult will actually be..

1 comment:

  1. I wasn't worried about you being worried about not worrying...I knew you'd rock it like everything you do...<3 mom

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