I write this sitting in a lobby where I await my interview. I am nearly half an hour early, which is walking the line between ‘professionally acceptable’ and ‘what’s that weirdo still doing sitting out there?’
All week long I had no concerns whatsoever about this. No sweat. I got this.
As I parked my car though……my stomach knotted. Bam. Just like that. All the nerves that I SHOULD have been stuck with all week flooded me at once.
And since I am so damn early, all I can do is sit here and gnaw on the worry. And tell you about it in an effort to deflect a bit.
Ugh. I feel like a green kid all over again.