gross germ girl

i've been sick for pretty much the entire month. yep, the whole month. congested, coughing, sneezing--complete and sheer grossness.

so of course, i went on an interview. because why wouldn't i? the thing is, throughout the couple of weeks i'd been sick--i think it was like 3.5 or something--there were days where i felt better than others. almost human. so i thought that i would be ok.

oh ahhahah, i should have known better.

there i am, on the subway, la dee da, on my way to this interview and i'm not 100%, but i'm ok. a little bit of a scratchy throat, but nothing that i can't handle because you know, i have been sick since 'nam at this point so what's a scratchy throat to me?
wouldn't you know it! the second i get in the interview, it's like i'm a hacker without a computer.

and of course it was pouring rain, and of course i was late--hello! that's like the worst thing that could ever happen in interview-land and i'd never been late before. it was pouring sheets of water, the wind was blowing, i was dressed up and i was running. yeah, i was running. have i mentioned that i don't run? EVER. i felt a little bit like the mad hatter running around and worrying about time.

even worse? i couldn't locate the building. had the address, but couldn't locate the building. can you believe that?


i think the interview on its own went pretty well; i felt like i was informed, i am knowledgeable in my field, nice, smart, polite, good personality. the caveat? i coughed through the whole thing.

i was gross germ girl.

ugh.

so it was last week. i was finally able to send my thank-you card in the mail--i was stuck in the house for a few days, courtesy of being sick and the crazy blizzard that happened over the weekend. and i'm thinking about that particular interview now and wondering, am i going to get a second interview? i guess i should wait until my thank-you card arrives before i follow up with the interviewer.

i have another interview tomorrow so i hope that goes well.