The Waiting Game
Tom Petty wasn’t kidding when he said the waiting is the hardest part. Of course, its only been eight days -- who’s counting -- since I had my great job interview in New York City. Compared to the nearly 16 months I’ve been out of a job, I guess I should be able to chill out for one more week. But considering how well last week seemed to go, you can’t blame me for being a little impatient. I had five interviews last Wednesday with several members of the company I hope to work for, from eleven in the morning until nearly six that night. It was a very long day, but boy did it feel good to be back in an office again. I had grown up conversations about the industry I love and they seemed to truly care about what I had to say. When I left the building, I had no idea if a job would be in my future, but I certainly felt like I had done everything I could to make it happen. That night, I spoke with a very supportive friend until 1:30 in the morning and I kept hearing how that...