Thank you, thank you, thank you for the pep. It worked! I put on my power red shoes and buttoned up my new dress (while hiding my secret oomph tattoo- thanks for the suggestion Deb). I attempted to tone down my new hair but who am I kidding? That’s not really possible. I plastered a smile on my face and walked tall. In heels! No small feat for me.
I think it went really well. I held my own. I answered every question completely. They’ll let me know about second round interviews by the end of the week and I would be surprised if they didn’t ask me back. Surprised and mortified but I am not even going to let my thoughts go there. I did my best and am ready for what’s next.
I was asked a pointed final question: how do I think I’d work with my potential new boss? (Asked by the potential new boss in front of my current boss no less.) I took that opportunity to spell something out. I know who I am. I am not a fake. I am not a liar. I’m a straight shooter- direct and real. For some people, this can be off-putting. I get that. People aren’t used to it. And yeah, sometimes it can be a bit much. But you will always know where you stand with me. And if you can appreciate that quality in me then we’ll get along great. I know how to be professional. I can exercise decorum. But I also know how to have fun and my sense of humor has saved me more times than I should probably admit. It’s taken me a lot of therapy to accept myself but here I am.
And you know what? In answering that question I spoke volumes about the woman I am and how far I’ve come. And THAT is fucking awesome. No matter the outcome, I feel good about that.
But I still really want the job.