I have an interview!
In fact, I have three. Glory, glory, hallelujah. Despite our differences, on-campus recruitment and I have made a breakthrough in our relationship, and it feels pretty good. Do I still hate our OCS? Yes, but they have some redeeming qualities. It's like that friend that gets annoying if you hang out with them for more than three hours. "Small-dose friends," I call them. And that's exactly what OCS is.
The point is that we have some headway. I've already lamented about the diappointment of the words "not invited," but I have just experienced the elation of the words "invited," and the pleasure in scheduling not one, not two, but three interview times for three companies that I might sort-of one day perhaps depends-how-desperate-I-am consider working for when I graduate.
Anyway, I have one Wednesday the 10th and two on Monday the 15th. The down side? I have to wear a suit. Small price to pay, I say.
No comments:
Post a Comment