Job hunting is extra stressful for me because of my anxiety. I was glad to be putting it off until after PAX even though it increased my money worries. But I couldn’t resist the chance to apply at one of my favorite bookstores when they said they were hiring. It was almost like a sign. I was meant to have this job!
Only my surety ended exactly after that thought. Ever after I’ve been petrified every step of the way and dreading a rejection. I slaved over the application (it was a labor of love) and turned it in but I didn’t expect a callback. Imagine my surprise when I got an interview for the 31st. It was the very best day.
Since then, though, I’ve been a bundle of nerves. What if they don’t like me? What if my nervousness makes it impossible for me to say anything? What if say something unbelievably stupid and embarrass myself? I know that, whatever happens, when it’s over I’ll feel all right again. All of this is dread of the interview, not fear of not getting this job.
That comes next.