Less than 48 hours after leaving full-time employment - before I really even have a chance to enjoy it, for Pete's sake - I interview for another position. What am I doing?
(Brief side note before I continue: Obvious perk of taking time off - Cocktail #3 of the evening sitting next to me as I type this. "And it's not even a weekend!" So I'm not very original. Sue me.)
The interview stems from a position I applied for right before I left the last job. It actually seems like it's exactly what I was hoping the last job would become, but never did. And yet now, all hyped up on my "freedom" trip, I have mixed feelings about the prospect. Which, as it turns out, seems to work in my favor.
Never underestimate the power of not giving a shit.
I'm not saying don't make an effort. Try as I might, I'm just not the kind of person who will go into that situation without at least some perfunctory background on the organization, and a query or two about the position. After all "Luck is preparation meeting opportunity." Or something like that.
I used to get nervous before and during interviews, because I REALLY wanted it. Once or twice, this paid off. Usually, it did not.
Today, for maybe the first time, I realized the power of not giving a shit combined with the fairly clear understanding that my experience makes me a near perfect fit for the job. Talk about intoxicating. Jesus.
And yet... there's this fantastic stretch of self-determination stretching out before me. Do I really want to just walk away from that? Well, bottom line, if the money is too good to pass up, I go back to the daily donning of business casual. After all, I can always quit!
And besides, assuming it's offered, I already said I couldn't start for another month, so I'll get four weeks off. It's like I work in Europe or something!
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