Dragonflies, Butterflies & Lady Bugs

Interview & Anxiety (Not Cause & Effect)

I had my interview today and it went well. I answered the questions well, which wasn't hard, considering they seemed to be written for someone without much work experience. After we went through the form, the person interviewing me made a point of saying, "If you are offered a job, it will probably start at part-time. Don't let that deter you -- everyone starts at part-time until we know whether it's a good fit. And don't think because you're at the front desk you won't go anywhere else. I started in hospitality, cleaning and folding towels and now I'm the administrative assistant to the manager." I'm not sure if there was a veiled message in there or not, but at least she was over 25 (most of the employees of the club seem to be pretty young) and seemed like a very down-to-earth person. I asked some questions to further clarify the questions she had asked me -- what their policies were, etc. -- and she seemed to appreciate that. So maybe there's hope for me. Trying to explain how I had the job that made good money but that didn't make me happy gracefully was a challenge. I don't want to make it sound like I think this job is "less" than my old one -- I just want to make sure they understand I'm really looking to find something that feeds more than my bank account.

I have a belly dance recital coming up and I'm sweatin' it a little, I don't mind admitting. I missed the last two weeks of class because of a pulled muscle and an awful chest cold, respectively, and my confidence, which was shaky to begin with, has plummeted. I just don't feel ready. I have to push over the hump of this and I know it, but gods, I can't think of anything worse than looking like an absolute ass up there, even if it is a very limited audience of friends and family. If nothing else, I should end up with grist for the blog mill, eh?

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