And I KNOW it wasn't that bad! I did pretty well and gave a lot of great answers.
But man, the interviewer was good. If it was an essay test, I would have passed with flying colors, but some of the very open-ended, barely related to the situation at hand questions really threw me for a loop at first. They were all the type of questions that took a moment to think of an answer for and now I'm hoping I didn't look like a bumbling idiot while forming my responses.
Then I started getting nervous about these questions requiring in-depth complicated answers at a moment's notice and was over-thinking things as he was asking, instead of just relaxing and answering. This made me stumble a little on questions I usually ace (Why should we hire you? and What are your best qualities?). Again, I'm sure it was fine but I wish I could have a redo. They are looking for someone poised and articulate and I'm just not 100% confident that I was appearing that way by the end of the interview. I have also started misremembering his facial expressions and have convinced myself that he was outwardly hostile by the end of the interview--this 100% did NOT happen. At all. My memory of the situation clearly can't be trusted because it is out to sabotage me for some reason.
He'll be making a decision by August 27th (the day after the Jack Johnson concert, woohoo!) and honestly, I won't be devastated if they don't hire me. It's an awesome job, but one that will require an incredible amount of hours. I'd be away from home far more than 40 hours a week and they want me to regularly be on television. Yeah, I could be on television but the thought makes me want to barf. I would also need an entirely new wardrobe, including black tie stuff. Which would be fun, but expensive as I was getting started.
So, we'll see. If they can find someone better qualified who answered those questions more gracefully and who loves the thought of being on t.v., they should hire her. If I get the job, I will be excited and I will work my ass off and get some Valium for television appearances.
Mr. Ashley no longer loves the idea, especially knowing that I will rarely be home. I think he learned his lesson on telling me to get a job when he doesn't really mean it. I think we're both in the "If it's meant to be..." camp at this stage of the game and could take it or leave it.
So, I don't know. I guess keep your fingers loosely crossed for me?