CCAC Interview. Ohio with Dad. Fish Fry

Today is the first Friday of Lent, so that means Fish fry! This morning, I got up around 7:30am, and got a shower, dressed for my interview, and then made my way out to CCAC in the North Hills. We were supposed to get some snow today, so Drew let me take his car instead. When I arrived at CCAC, I parked the car, and thought how cool is this? I am back at the campus where it all started for me. The friendships I have made, the struggle through math class, Sarah and I stopping at Sheetz before class, and ice cream at Brusters sometimes after class. I had two or three classes here at this campus, but it was so cool to be back. The same receptionist sits at the front desk still, after all these years. She and I talked a bit about how I used to go here, and how long she has been working here. I told her I was here for an interview with the Career Services Department, then the woman that I was interviewing with came around the corner and said to me, “Please tell me I told you, 10:00am? I said, “Yes you did, but I am always early.” She gave me a couple papers to fill out, and asked me to wait at the café. She will be down to get me. I went to the café, bought a small latte for nostalgia sake, and sat down at the table to fill out the papers.

As I was sitting at the café, a boy looked in my direction from down the hall. I didn’t recognize him. I am sure the people that I used to know here are long gone, and moved on from this place. A little while later, the boy appeared again, and made his way to my table. I saw him walking towards my table, so I kept my eyes focused on my papers, and then looked at my phone. I didn’t want to draw his attention to me. I wanted him to go away. I didn’t want him to think I was interested. I could tell there may have been something wrong with him. A minute later, he walked away. The woman who was interviewing me approached me, and took me up to the third floor where my interview was going to take place. When we made our way to the room, two men were coming out of the room. They were confused about the time and location. She said to them, “No you are in the right place.” She introduced me to the gentlemen. They all had a part to play in the career services department. Their titles escape me now. They were seated in panel style. I passed out my resume to them and the interview was underway.

During the interview, she told me about the position, my duties, and who I would be reporting to, the hours, the wage, etc. She said the position is part-time. One of my duties, would be to create resumes for students to use as template for their own. Wait what? I had to create my resume on on my own. Well Drew helped of course, and maybe Emily did too at Pitt, but it was up to me to make my own resume, and make the connections. This is babying at its finest. I don’t like that all. Part of the journey is figuring this out on your own. Well and as time went on, and my experience grew, and I started working at Pitt, Emily helped me with mine, but still I had to seek the help out on my own.

Suddenly my wrist band started to vibrate, and I looked down at my wrist casually, and saw it was a phone call. I thought maybe this is Pitt. Maybe this is them! I felt the need to be honest during the interview, and I told them the honest truth. I am looking for a full-time position, so just to be upfront. Also, I am waiting on results from a second interview that I had with Dean Davis, in the social work department of the University of Pittsburgh. She said that she was an alumnus of that University, and has her Ph.D in Social Work and is familiar with Dr. Davis. What are the odds!? She said, thank you for being honest and if Pitt is what you want, then we wish you the best of luck! I kind of figured that I wasn’t going to hear back from them.

After the interview, I drove to my parents.’ I told my dad I would go to Ohio with him. He had to make the final payment on an end table, and pick it up today. Afterwards, we were going to go to the Dutch Haus for lunch.

On the way to Ohio, we drove through a snowstorm. We couldn’t see 10 feet in front of us. We made it to Sheely’s safely, then to the Dutch Haus. Once we go to the restaurant, I wasn’t all that hungry, so I had the salad bar, and a cup of soup. I had to be careful what I ate. It was Friday, so no meat. I didn’t want to spoil dinner either since we were getting fish from Moon’s fish fry.

Once we got back to Crafton, I stayed at my parents for a while, so I could see the dogs and keep them occupied while my dad set up the end table. When he finished the end table, I left to go back to Moon.

On my way back home, I stopped at the Fish Fry and picked up our dinner. Fish isn’t good cold, so I was going to have to reheat it when Drew gets home. When Drew came home, he brought us beer and I reheated the fish. It was yummy. We were ready for the weekend to begin!