September 27, 2010I spent my entire day in this room. A whooping nine hours glued to the same chair, listening to 11 hopeful individuals apply for a single job. It was a long, very long day. Poor Cole had 20 minutes to squeeze in feedings that typically take 45 minutes. He was not happy. And try as I might to listen to a-soon-to-be-new-coworker of mine, I kept thinking about how Cole was doing. But we survived. Jeff picked the kids up on his way home from work so I felt a little less guilty for the long day. And the media didn't call about our news release that also went out this morning (ok, so I felt a little bad about that one but was dreading calls because I didn't know how I would squeeze in interviews, feeding Cole, and a TV crew).
Sitting on the other side of the table gives you plenty to think about. Like, how on earth I got my first job with no work experience and straight out of college. Or how on earth someone can go to college and still not learn how to interview very well. And how blessed I am to have a job, even if I'm not sure that working is what I should/want to be doing... a very flexible, well paid, nice job with wonderful people doing wonderful work to improve the lives of Utahns. Seriously, as much as I've complained about going back to work since having Cole, I am so very blessed. Three people we interviewed were losing their jobs this week due to funding cuts. I felt so sorry for them and wanted to hire all of them. I guess it takes nine hours of listening, madly scribbling notes, and a sore behind to remember your own blessings.
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