4 interviews in 4 hours

Ok, what a day…

First, another bitter email from the ex right as I walked into 4 consecutive interviews.  Why not up the degree of difficulty.  I always thought the ex hate was over-dramatic banter.  Its not.  She still wants me to bleed more.  I can't believe there are people who get joy from other people's pain.

Again, I thought I did well.  To be honest, I don’t have to do that well.  NASA has a great brand and the folks I’ve seen thus far just assume I’m bright and can do anything as long as it doesn’t bore me because I’m used to doing much cooler stuff.

First it’s a long ass drive to I-10 and the beltway.  Second 4 straight hours of interview with no break…other than to pee is draining, even for a guy who likes to hear himself talk. 

Basically, it was 3 people telling me how hard this job was.  The consistent message was this is way harder than you can possibly imagine…then followed by if you are a big picture person and are good with dealing with a customer, you will do great.  They definitely scared me more than I expected.  Lots of “it’s like drinking from two fire hoses”.  Oh and I need a passport…25% international travel.

It ended with the big boss, telling me how much their medical coverage sucks.  It was very different from the first interview.  It sounds like the challenge of a lifetime, but if I do well, I can write my own ticket anywhere.

I’m too worn out to think.  I think I did well.  I think they are interested.  But, they did a shitty job of making me have any desire at all to work there. 

They said I could here tomorrow.  The first interview folks asked me back to meet the big boss.  I could have two offers by next week.  That is awesome, but lots to think about.  I’m blessed to have such problems after the last few months.  Long drives with jobs at the end of them are way better than no jobs and foreclosure.  Maybe the lunch next week will lead to something better…or the dialysis people will be more awesome.

I’ll figure it all out tomorrow. 

I have good friends and people who love me.  2012 is moving.  God has a plan and I’m trying to find it.