Once again, I tried my luck in a job interview. It’s the same company, the one that has rejected me for a few times already. But who am I to turn down an opportunity like that? Who knows what the future may bring this time around, right? And so armed with my ever-reliable interview attire (a skirtsuit), I showed up on the scheduled date and did my best.
If there’s one thing I like about interviews, it would be the flicker of hope it evokes. Once again, I had mixed feelings over it. I felt happy, giddy, excited, nervous, anxious, and afraid all at the same time. At one point, I even wanted to buy padron cigars to calm my nerves. I said to myself that I won’t expect anything, I’ll just see what happens, when it happens.