Getting My Portfolio Together

Monday night I heard from my friend that I had an interview. I talked to the HR person this morning and we set up an interview for Thursday, the day I’ve been calling my hell day. I told the HR person that I had a meeting several blocks down from their location at 10am but I could be there for the 8:30 interview start time if they thought I could dash several blocks to be on time for the hell meeting, not that I called it the hell meeting.

As it turns out they think they may need two hours or more of my time so the early Thursday meeting wasn’t going to work. How about Wednesday at 1pm? Damn, how many excuses can I formulate for getting out of work? I had already arranged not to come to work on Thursday until after the hell meeting and I’m taking off Friday. So, I called the better-half in a panic looking for ideas on how to fabricate a way out of the office minutes after I’d already told my boss that I’d be sick on Friday. He was out running errands–specifically buying exotic ingredients for the Lunar New Year’s party we’re having on Saturday. So, I chilled out at my desk and thought up another excuse for being gone. I went in and talked to my boss and told her there was a possibility that I’d need to meet with my group to discuss the film we’d watched last night. And, the meeting was tentatively tomorrow. I figured if I asked my friend one question about the film at the end of the interview then I wouldn’t be lying about meeting a group member to discuss the film. I’m not so good at the lying.

I stopped at the drug store on the way home to buy a three-ringed binder to put my portfolio in–they want to see samples of my work. And, while driving there and home, I started with the monkey mind shitola. How could I possibly dress up twice in quick succession at work? I could wear the black suit on Thursday because I could use the hell meeting as an excuse for a suit, but if the interview were on Wednesday I’d have to figure out something that only resembles a suit and how I’d have to hide the jacket in the car as well as my portfoilo, fancier briefcase and superman suit…seriously. I clearly need to chill. And, I really need to start slipping skirts or suits into the mix on occasion to avoid the inevitable questions that would follow if I showed up in something other than khakis or jeans.

I got home, checked voice mail and it looks like we’re moving the interview to early next week. While I’d rather go ahead and interview–they’ve actually interviewed a strong candidate in between the time my friend talked to me last week and I applied, I do need to do a little more research on the organization so I don’t sound like a total n00b.

At least I’ve impressed the better-half with my work samples. He’s working on a way to get the online classes I’ve designed on one CD so I can hand that over too.

I really want this job.