I have been dreading today: Monday, June 30, 2008. Before now, every time I thought about it, I would comfort myself by repeating how far away that dreaded day was on the calendar.
But this morning at 5am, I sat up and said "Well, hello, June 30th! You sure did get here fast." Today was the day I had to have the conversation with my boss about leaving at the end of July. As Laura Cantrell would say, this "pile of woe" hit hard and left me frazzled when I arrived at the office unusually early. My boss came in late to work today, which left me to stew even longer at my desk. There, the two cups of coffee and adrenaline banded together in a plot to kill me. After coaxing myself to stop shaking, I asked her to meet and it went fairly well (except for the whole telling your boss you're quitting part).
She didn't pull out all of her hair (as I had convinced myself that she would), but at the same time she didn't say anything either. I'm pretty convinced it was a textbook case of shock. I thought about making her lie down on the conference room table and wrapping her in a blanket. At least that made made me chuckle as the tears were welling up at my desk. I was pretty much brain-dead after that and proceeded to stare at my computer screen for the rest of the day. That is, until I had to prepare for my telephone interview at 6pm.
Luckily my life coach (Jesse) schooled me on the trickster questions that potential employers spring on unsuspecting interviewees. Questions like, "what is your greatest weakness," and "tell me about your work ethic." Huh? Weakness? I have none, duh. Don't worry, I had a premeditated answer that was pretty darn good. Oh you want to know what my weaknesses are? Well, too bad. I'm not telling. That is, unless you're willing to pay me a salary.
I think the job interview went pretty well, but the potential job deserves it's own post.
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