So please (who the hell am I addressing???), remember that the funny "thing" is a work in progress...
Much to my dismay, I had my second interview, in 18 months, this afternoon. I'll spare you the details of the first, the outcome being self-explanatory I assume. What is there really to say in regards to interviews anyway? I'm pretty horrible at them. My competence in this area is so poor that on this one occasion I had resigned myself to complete and utter failure, and success I believe I did achieve! No, I do not possess a self defeating prophecy, though that would explain a lot; instead, I see myself (if I may) as a sort of lesbian Woody Allen, completely inept and incapable of any or all forms of social (or at least acceptable) interaction. Perhaps now that this has clearly been determined I can resign myself to a life of forlorn and antisocial behavior.
So what happened with the interview you ask? To begin with it was with the YWCA and not the WMCA; which if I had known that, having a degree in women studies and all, I would have been much more excited about the potential professional prospect and perhaps would have made it there on time. Enough said? In conclusion: we were at the tail end of the blizzard of 2010, I submit that meteorological fact as my final piece of half assed evidence in my defense.
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