Waiting. I am getting good at it.
Still haven’t gotten a phone call to let me know yay or nay. In fact, all I have seemed to have gotten is the sound of crickets. Like no one is there. Not even a quick email response. It’s confusing.
In other news, I have made it through Day 2 of starting work at 4:00 am. Waking up that early has been brutal. My body pretty much hates me. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to go to Day 1, but now it looks like I will be heading to Day 3 tomorrow.
Tomorrow I have a phone interview with another organization. I am very thankful the ball keeps moving somewhere. Hopefully it will stop at a really great place to work before I get too used to a 7:00 pm bedtime.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Lesson #4 - The Assessment
I have officially graduated from training and should be on the phones from here on out 8+ hours a day. How exciting. These past two weeks have seriously been a form of torture and next week starts at 4:00 am. I can’t believe I actually made it this far and not sure how I can muster up the strength to keep at it.
Thankfully I have hopes of better horizons. I had a second interview last week at an organization I would love to work at in a position I would love to do. I am hoping to hear back on Monday if I got it or not. I know they liked me, I just hope they didn’t like someone else more. Oh and I had to take a test, well an assessment, and I am nervous I might have failed. Even though according to the guidelines there are no “wrong” answers. I am not quite sure how it would be possible to pick up on someone’s management and motivator styles in 20 questions, so I don’t quite understand this hoop I had to jump through. All I know is that I answered the questions as honestly as I could, because in all reality I wouldn’t want to work there if they think who I am would not be a “good” fit. Even though I know, and I am sure you know, I would be.
But I am trying hard not to get my hopes up. One thing I have gotten used to this summer is closed doors. Maybe this time it will be different. Please be different.
Thankfully I have hopes of better horizons. I had a second interview last week at an organization I would love to work at in a position I would love to do. I am hoping to hear back on Monday if I got it or not. I know they liked me, I just hope they didn’t like someone else more. Oh and I had to take a test, well an assessment, and I am nervous I might have failed. Even though according to the guidelines there are no “wrong” answers. I am not quite sure how it would be possible to pick up on someone’s management and motivator styles in 20 questions, so I don’t quite understand this hoop I had to jump through. All I know is that I answered the questions as honestly as I could, because in all reality I wouldn’t want to work there if they think who I am would not be a “good” fit. Even though I know, and I am sure you know, I would be.
But I am trying hard not to get my hopes up. One thing I have gotten used to this summer is closed doors. Maybe this time it will be different. Please be different.
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