Well, my interview is over. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I knew the types of questions they would ask in advance but it didn’t make it any easier. I am not sure I was as articulate as I needed and wanted to be. I believe that I answered each questions to the best of my ability–which at this point is suspect. I won’t find out for two weeks if I am accepted or not. It is going to be a hard two weeks. I just don’t know. I feel beat up and a little out of sorts…At least it is over.
School
Holy Crap
My doctoral interview is next Tuesday. I certainly thought it would take a few weeks to get the profs all together on a date. I really thought I had so much more time to prepare. I have exactly 7 days….Shit
Me + Interview= Disater
Yes, I know this is surprising. Yet, sadly it is very, very and most emphatically true. I suck at interviews–both being interview and interviewing someone. It really is one of my weakest talents and abilities. Interview scare the living hell out of me. That is not why I suck at them. I sucked at them long before I knew I sucked at them. It has only become recently that interviews have started to scare me. At this point the stakes are high. When I was younger, I was far too stupid to really care about the interview to even notice I sucked.
I don’t think this whole sucking at interviews is new. It still freaks me out. As far as I am concerned, I am lucky to get any job. Maybe I am not as bad at this as I seem to be, but I am pretty sure I am. I have always gotten jobs and that has been okay. Why am I worried now you ask? Continue reading
Embracing Imperfection 