My feet are KILLING me. I cannot wait to soak them in the tub before bed. One of my bosses told me to keep sneakers at my desk! But that would be awfully unfashionable, so I’ll just bring flats. :)
Otherwise, the day went really well! I was fed a ridiculous amount of information and met too many people to remember all their names. But I’ll get it soon - I’m a fast learner. Completed a few tasks, ran a few errands, basked in the glory of my own decently-sized cubicle, and still feel excited to go back tomorrow morning.
The two snags in the day: both my trains to and from the city were experiencing technical difficulties! I was like, really? First day? Figures.
And here’s what I wore!
Jacket, Skirt, Cami (navy blue, looks black here): Ann Taylor
Shoes: Nine West
Bag: Emma Fox
Before the discounts, the bill came to $1041
After the discounts, it came to $644 but I got 13 pieces, including skirts, dresses, tops, camis, and a white blazer. Most are mix-and-match-able, and everything FITS!
Because let me just say, there are few things worse than an ill-fitting skirt or blazer. I have NEVER spent this much at one time. EVER. I guess this is a perk/downside of having a big girl job? (Downside being the credit card bill later lol)
Can’t wait to upload some photos when I start the new job :DDDD
I find out tomorrow or Wednesday if I got the job or not.
(pleasepleasepleasebetomorrowbecauseicanttakethiswaitinggame)
Second interview went amazingly, so hopefully my next post is THE post I’ve been waiting to post since being a post-grad.
(Guinness World Record for highest number of times “post” was used in a sentence? What is wrong with me right now….besides being extremely over tired)
The HR person who interviewed me today told me that there would be a second interview involved, during which the candidate would meet with the actual people s/he would be working for/with. I was told that I would hear from the headhunter either way.
I FOUND OUT MERE HOURS AFTER THE INTERVIEW THAT I WILL BE GOING BACK FOR PART TWO!
My interviewer told my headhunter that she had one apprehension - that I might be “too fragile” for the job when stressful situations arise in which I might get screamed at.
I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT I CAN HANDLE ANYTHING THAT COMES MY WAY.
*In no way am I calling my interviewer a bitch. I’m just using the gif for effect. Please do not let this influence your decision to hire me in the event you stumble upon this blog post.
JOB INTERVIEW IN MANHATTAN ON MONDAY!
Prepping all weekend.
One of the families I sit for is really trying to help me out with getting a job. And not just any job, but one that could be the beginning of a career. I’m supposed to meet with the dad’s HR person sometime soon for an “informational interview.” I think it will just be good to talk to someone in that field, get some advice, and ready set go.
So last week at a family party, there was a girl I didn’t know. She was hanging out with my 16-year-old cousin. She looked like she could be 17.
She sat with a bunch of us and asked if we were all in the same school.
“I’m 22. I graduated college. And now I work at a job that doesn’t require a degree. Isn’t that awesome?”
“Oh, I’m 23, I’m in grad school,” she said.
“Cool, what are you studying?” I ask, shocked that she’s that old.
“Astrophysics,” she replies, nonchalantly.
“Wow, that’s…uh..intense.”
And then I engaged myself in some deep conversations with an 11-year-old.
