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There was another reason why I was so upset over the nasty client, beyond the distinct possibility of losing my job:
I had a second interview scheduled for a job at The National Religious Partnership for the Environment. I hadn't posted anything about this because I didn't want to jinx myself; the Partnership is a major, major player in environmental circles and is helping to draft the big climate change/poverty initiative legislation that's in the Senate right now, and the chance to work for a place where I could actually make a real difference in the world would be more than a dream come true. I've had so many interviews this fall seem to be good in person and result in nothing that I didn't want to get my hopes up by talking about it too much.
The executive director wanted to meet me in person after the director of finance had a phone interview with me on Wednesday, and the only time it could be scheduled was Friday at 5:30. The screaming client called at 4:30, and I was still rattled enough by the time I finally got to Amherst for the interview that I was off my game for at least part of the two-plus hours I spent talking with this gentleman. I had to beg off out of choir practice to go at all (more guilt beyond a client being angry enough to threaten me), and I probably blew it anyway because of my current awful job.
Needleworkers helped a lot because I was with friends, but I'm still feeling like I let down my current employer, my prospective employer, and my friends.
And that was why yesterday was lousy.
I had a second interview scheduled for a job at The National Religious Partnership for the Environment. I hadn't posted anything about this because I didn't want to jinx myself; the Partnership is a major, major player in environmental circles and is helping to draft the big climate change/poverty initiative legislation that's in the Senate right now, and the chance to work for a place where I could actually make a real difference in the world would be more than a dream come true. I've had so many interviews this fall seem to be good in person and result in nothing that I didn't want to get my hopes up by talking about it too much.
The executive director wanted to meet me in person after the director of finance had a phone interview with me on Wednesday, and the only time it could be scheduled was Friday at 5:30. The screaming client called at 4:30, and I was still rattled enough by the time I finally got to Amherst for the interview that I was off my game for at least part of the two-plus hours I spent talking with this gentleman. I had to beg off out of choir practice to go at all (more guilt beyond a client being angry enough to threaten me), and I probably blew it anyway because of my current awful job.
Needleworkers helped a lot because I was with friends, but I'm still feeling like I let down my current employer, my prospective employer, and my friends.
And that was why yesterday was lousy.
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Date: 2007-11-17 10:49 pm (UTC)From:So...right now I'm not sure what to think. But I had a major attack of what golfers call "the yips" last night....
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Date: 2007-11-17 11:07 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-11-18 01:35 am (UTC)From:Definitely, that book needs to be read!
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Date: 2007-11-18 02:12 am (UTC)From:I plan to read it tomorrow afternoon and send some "stairway questions" to the director (aka, the questions one always thinks of on the stairway as one leaves). The interview was very tough and very probing about my motives, my spirituality, and my goals, and between that and the bad experience at work, I was in a very strange mental place for a while...
Like I said, friends helped. Needleworkers was A Good Thing.
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Date: 2007-11-18 10:21 pm (UTC)From: