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2nd Interview Whoo Whoo!

Let me tell you a little story about last Wednesday and Thursday.

Although an extremely stressful week–filled with moving out of the “Swamp of Love,” into the model home and back into the dry, clean and newly carpeted “Apartment of Love” add a desperate attempt to find a suit, a trip to Pittsburgh, a paper and and an exam at 8:15 a.m. Friday morning– I experienced my first second interview.

I made my travel arrangements five days before I took off from the teeny tiny Harrisburg Airport on Wednesday morning. Harrisburg is about and hour and a half away from here so that drive at 5 a.m. was superfun. And what could make that early morning wake up and drive even more fun? When I got there the flight was delayed 2 hours. Which means, I could have slept more, I wouldn’t make my connection in Detroit and ipso facto–I would be late for my first second interview process. Lucky for me the actual interviews were not until Thursday.

So staying calm I called the contact and explained I wouldn’t be getting in until 3:40 as opposed to my original arrival time of 2. She was extremely kind and told me to call back if there were any more changes.

Remember how I stayed calm in Harrisburg? That is important. Give me credit there!

My flight in Detroit was also delayed. Which brought me into Chicago five minutes before my flight from Chicago took off (yea, because of the delays I got to visit 3 airports, awesome). It was also here that I had to switch from Northwest (not a fan) to United. Sprinting to the United desk I arrived sweaty and distraught and handed the girl my flight info.

“Ummm. You don’t have a ticket on this plane,” said the girl.

“No. I have to have a ticket. They switched me in Harrisburg, PA. I have an interview. I have to have a ticket,” I told the girl.

“I will try to call over to Northwest but I can’t guarantee I can hold the plane,” responds the girl.

I wanted to chat up the Captain or a flight attendant, you know just tell them my story and make them feel bad enough to hold the plane for me…but instead…

I sprint back to Northwest. No. One. Is. There.

Which explains why homegirl at the United desk couldn’t get a hold of anyone.

The plane takes off.

Without me.

Now, I am not calm.

So I call my dad. Attempt to collect myself in Chicago O’Hare airport. My dad tells me what I already know, I can’t control this and everyone in Madison, Wisconsin (yea, the whole state will understand, they are good people!) will understand. O.K. O.K.

Nothing can ever be easy.

I call the contact again and she explains that by the time I get in everyone will be in dinner or finished with it. I tell her it is really important to me to be involved with the dinner and she tells me to call the hotel when I get in and they will drop me off at the restaurant.

Excellent.

Grand Entrance for LB.

Ehhhhhhhhhhhh. Why?

Then I decided to be one of those girls. Remember the sweat? Remember the stress? Well, I looked like a DISASTER. So I plugged in my straightner. Washed my face and took my sweet time reapplying my make-up and doing my hair in the Chicago Airport’s bathroom. And I couldn’t be happier that I did that. It’s one thing to make a grand entrance looking like a disaster it’s a MUCH better thing to do so feeling confident and put together.

So, I showed up to snow covered Wisocnsin, where everyone is N I C E! And Vernon from the hotel picked me up. I chatted him up as he told me about the other interviewees that showed up ON TIME! He asked me if I had a twin. Apparently one of the other girls looks just like me. (Apparently Vernon is a liar or slightly blind, no such girl.)

So I made my grand entrance. I walked in the door, and everyone goes “Hi, Larisa!”

Great. They all know my name.

Made my little introduction and attempted to catch up with everyone else.

As we left the dinner/meeting the two interviwers pulled me aside seperately and told me to go back to the hotel and order room service. Although I had the opportunity to eat a little during the meeting AND I had a huge piece of awesome cake on a plate that I was bringing back to my room. How nice are they?!

I check in to the hotel. Walk into my room and find. Two huge beds with brand-new awesome mattresses, a flat screen T.V. and a beautiful bathroom. So relaxing. So baller.

I went over my interview schedule and fell fast asleep at 9 p.m.

I woke up by the beautiful sunshine in Madison blaring in my face and ordered room service for breakfast 🙂 Awesome. I could get used to this! And got ready for my 11:15 interview.

Oh, wait. Not interview. Interviews. Five of them.

One in front of a camera! But you know what?

I had fun! I loved it. I loved it!

One was a marathon runner, one was training for an Ironwoman, one loved to shop and we got to chat about her jewelry AND shoes, AND one wants to get his wife a NIKE+ system after I explained it to him in the interview!

And the interview in front of the camera? Not bad at all!

The best thing about the two days is that I had NO TIME to be nervous. It was boom boom mental breakdown boom boom boom.

And I also learned something: When things can’t be controlled you have to roll with it. You will be FINE! And others will (hopefully) understand! It was a valuable lesson to learn, especially for this job I interviewed for.

So YAY! And what a relief!

Hopefully there are more second interviews to come. I know I have been spoiled with a trip and all that jazz but Hey! a girl can hope 🙂

Oh, AND HOPEFULLY I GET THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!