I had a job interview yesterday which went really well.
It was odd, because I found the job listing on craigslist.org, which is normally not-so-great in Delaware. Not a lot of new jobs are hanging around there for this area. I saw a listing which looked interesting, so I emailed a resume. Ten minutes later, no kidding, I got a phone call asking me to come in for an interview.
It seems like a cool job. Not the dream job I've been wanting, but half of the job is at least creative, which is a plus. I can only punch numbers ad nauseum for so long.
I was called today for a second interview tomorrow. I'll be meeting some members of the staff I'd be supporting, and they're having me sit down at a computer to create a work sample.
You'll get to hear more about the job later, I think. I'm not really superstitious, but I worry that revealing too much too soon isn't a good thing. We'll see.
I think I'll wear different pants tomorrow than I did to my first interview. I read so much conflicting information about when to reveal to your employer that you have diabetes. I just stick to telling them once I've been employed. My point here is my pump tubing kept slipping out of my pants pocket, and I don't want to have to check myself a dozen times tomorrow when I'm going to be meeting a bunch of new people.
Here's to hoping that maybe I'll get exactly what I want for Christmas--a shiny new job!