|Disclaimer: this is not really me,|
and I did not wear the hat.
And I smiled. At least I think I did.
I got there and the door was still locked. I noticed there was another door at the other end of a long hall, so I wondered if I should go around. That's what I hate about job interviews; they make me feel so insecure. I know I'm more than qualified for this company, which will probably underpay me, but a stupid little question about which door to enter makes me feel totally insecure and unprepared.
Disclaimer: this is not really the guy.
This is Hank Green. The clothes are
about the same, though. I didn't get
a picture of the actual interviewer.
What am I going to say? Can I take
your picture so I can blog about you?
One of my sons, when in his early twenties, was hired to be a restaurant host. The employer told him the thing that made him stand out was that he was the only applicant to show up in a tie. Today, when I handed this manager my resume, he said I was the only one who has done that, and it's a good thing to do. He quickly put me at ease as we talked. He seemed to be as nervous as I was. All the questions come from a form, and he's required to ask them all, even if they seem repetitive (which some did.)
Of course I don't know yet if I got the job, but he's talking background check, so I think I'm in. It's very part-time at first, but is expected to grow into all the hours I can pick up. That's perfect for now. So, after all the library degree, I may become a tutor once again. I'm still looking for a library job; there's a possibility I can do both if the hours work out right, but I love tutoring. It's a very satisfying work.