Well, the the first interview, I totally bombed. I guess I hadn't prepared for it like I should have. Regardless of what the interviewees said, I know I bombed it.
The second interview, I rocked. I really and truly brought my STARs to the table and delivered them with style.
The following day, I spent the morning traveling back home, so once I landed, I had a message from the decision maker. And guess what, I didn't get the job. You know, it happens. I could get all bitter and say things about my competition, but she is actually a delightful person. He was grooming her for this position and he selected her. The end.
I am definitely very qualified for this job and will eventually post for it next year; however, it just wasn't in the cards for me to get this one.
It was located in San Francisco, CA, which is one of the most expensive cities in the country. I'm not looking to throw my money away on rent in a tiny apartment.
So, what did I do instead? I signed a lease yesterday on a fantastic over-priced studio condo here in New Orleans. It is still 1/2 the price of what I would have paid in SF. I move in next Friday evening and I am truly psyched about it. The owners are leaving their furniture in it for me to use, so now I don't have to go to San Antonio to retreive it. And they have REALLY, REALLY nice taste!
It has a pool and is one block away from the Audubon Park/Zoo, so I really have no reason to get my "walk on" when I'm in town.
Everything definitely happens for a reason. I am quite pleased with my life. Keep it coming.
