The interview is tomorrow.
All day I have been projecting questions and trying to compose answers in my head.
INTERVIEWER: Tell me about the most difficult problem that you had to solve in the last year. Did you make this decision alone or did you engage others in the decision? Why did you approach it this way?
NICOLE: Guhhhhhhhhh. . .
INTERVIEWER: Pardon me?
NICOLE: I can’t think of a single problem I’ve solved.
INTERVIEWER: (makes note and raises eyebrow) I see.
It’s going to be a full on day. 10-3. Four different interviews- one over lunch. The hardest one thank god will be at 11 so hopefully I will have enough coffee in my system to be lucid and charming but not so much that I am high strung and scary.
Going to grab a cab at 8. Thought about taking the bus but it has been 10 years since I have made that particular bus route and it isn’t the time to get lost. (I had a three month temp contractor gig with my current employer when I lived in Seattle). Wake up call for 6. I have filled out the little card for breakfast. I am about to iron my clothes. I am then going to take a Advil PM so I can drug myself into continuous sleep and shut off my tiny little brain zipping thoughts around like a laser light show.
My fears.
They will discover that I am a complete idiot.
–Update–
I think it all went really well. I find out in a couple of weeks. If I don’t get it, I feel okay about it because I gave it my best shot. We shall see!
June 14th, 2007 at 8:26 am
I was once asked that question (though it had something about recently) and the only thing I could think of was…my most recent big problem was this morning when I was trying to decide what to wear.
Ha.
Didn’t get the job.