by Terri Wagner
Today I had my first interview since being laid off. No, don't ask, I'm not very good at reading people so I have no idea how it went from their perspective. From mine, I did what I wanted, said what I wanted and hoped I came across as approachable, intelligent and competent.
As I drove home (a very nice 10 minute drive as opposed to an hour drive), I got to thinking. How does this play out in Heavenly Father's world? I mean He has access to our darkest thoughts and our internal recordings. Mine were in full bloom. Am I talking too much? They seem nervous. How do I put them at ease? So that's what they are really looking for, shoot, I can do that. But how do I convince them? Why are they so quiet? Oh no not that question, please not that one! I mean how do you answer that? Ok it's time to end. They don't know how to end this. Come on Terri think what can you say, one last shot.
After chuckling, I thought so what were they thinking. Well, she has the credentials but she's old! I don't know, I don't think she knows what we need. Probably doesn't have the computer skills. She's too old school, I can tell.
The job? Answering a very real need that would allow me to actually hands on help people; teach them how to help themselves and be able to move on in the world.
I want it. But they have other interviews and a few weeks to decide. How do I parlay that into a funny chuckle?