Fate and providence has a weird way of working out on it's own. Went for 2 interviews yesterday, one of which left me feeling pretty hopeless and I thought, 'it's impossible that they will want to hire me now...'
There are times, when I meet certain types of people, when I'll revert back to the meek and afraid me. The person that comes up to the surface when confidence breaks and uncertainty sets in. When I saw the second set of interviewers yesterday, it was exactly how I felt. Though the lady was quite nice (she smiled at me to indicate that I'm to start first in a group of five), she was curt and, for a lack of better word, scary. Intimidating, every bit the nu qiang ren. I didn't really know what to say. She asked me to introduce myself and I faltered, I fell back to broken English even. I thought all hopes were lost.
You can imagine how surprised I was to learn today that I got the job.
What? Really? I still can't believe this. Sigh... There were definitely people who are more qualified in there, no matter how simple the job. I still don't quite see how I could have gotten the job. It's... disconcerting.
One of my interview mates apparently didn't get a call today, hopefully she'll get a call tomorrow. She's infinitely more confident in the way she carries herself and she's knows French too! Why didn't she get a call today? It made me feel even worse, cause I didn't do half as well but got a call before she did. I should have been the one living through the anxiety of wondering if I'd gotten the job or not...
Hmm... Troubled and confused, whether I get a job or not...