At work this morning, I told Chris about the event. He agreed with me that it was kind of pointless for our business. I said that it seemed like a reason to drink with a bunch of people, and for guys to creep on girls. He was glad I at least went and experienced a networking event.
At lunch, I had to leave and go to my parents. I blamed it on the dogs, but I had a phone screen scheduled with RMU and I wasn’t going to miss it for ANYTHING! I sat in the back alley of my parents’ house, during the phone screen. It went so well! They told me that they would be in touch with me next Wednesday or Thursday to set up the in person interview. I was so excited!
When I drove back to work, and walked into the office. I was talking to Chris, about my dogs, then all of the sudden my wrist band started vibrating. I looked down at the phone number, and it was RMU. I ran outside, and took the call. They said, I know that we just spoke, but I wanted to schedule the in person with you now. I said, wow that is great news, thank you! She laughed and said that they are excited to meet me in person. They scheduled it originally for May 2nd at 9am. I formally accepted the interview date and time. I was so excited!
When I went back into my office, I was hoping it wasn’t going to be awkward. I did my best to make it through the day; cold call, work my leads the best possible, so he wouldn’t ask or have any doubts about me.
After work, I met my dad at my parents’, we were going to church for Holy Thursday. On our way to church, we stopped at Pizza Hut and had dinner before going to church, a little unconventional. Daddy was going to have his feet washed at church. I was not participating in the feet washing, but I was still going to go to mass.
At Mass, the assistant RCIA director, was sitting with me. I asked her if she was going to church tomorrow? she said, yes she was, and asked me if I was going to go? I said, I am thinking about it. She said, she would meet me there if I was going to go? I told her I would try. I wasn’t sure I wanted to spend three days in a row at church, but I would think about it.