Phone Interview

This morning, I had my phone interview at 10am with the another college. I completely forgot that I applied for this position, and I couldn’t remember if it was a full-time, or a part-time. I just decided to go through with this in my pjs. I went downstairs and made some coffee. I watched the women tell all. I wanted to see them tear apart this one girl, Corinne who was the villain on the show. I didn’t really care about anything else.

When the call came through, I got up and went to the dining room table. They had me on speaker phone, it was Jeff the man who called me on Friday to set up the interview, and another girl, who is going on maternity leave and this is her position, so she needed to have a say, as well. They asked me why this position? I said, because it is in Student life, and I remember what it was like to be a student. I can relate to them. I am bubbly, and easy to get along with, and look forward to working with the students. They also reminded me that this was a part-time position. I acted like I knew it was, but I also made them aware of the fact that I was looking for a full-time position, so if one would come up than I would have to leave this assignment and take on the full-time position. They were glad that I was honest, but I think that was the nail in the coffin. I just can’t not be honest. I don’t want to burn a bridge with people. I did forget about this position being part-time.

When I got off the phone with them, I called Andrew’s mom and talked to her about it. She said, it maybe best not to apply for anymore part-time jobs, until you hear back from Pitt. I agree. I just am so damn antsy. I told Andrew what his mom said, and he agrees, but we are both so anxious for me to get back to work. That evening, he went to the gym. I didn’t feel like going.

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