Saturday, 16 February 2013
Wings Made Of Ancestors
So yesterday I went for the first job interview in over 11 years.
It was exactly 2 months since my last day at Osiris Trading, and every day since then has been adding to the confirmation that resigning from that company was entirely the right thing to do.
I've been looking around slowly, so slowly - I spotted an open post which I thought might interest me in the middle of last month but after some back-and-forth between the recruitment agent and me, I felt it wasn't all that good a fit after all and dropped the matter.
Two more agents called me in the fortnight after that. One was offering a position which my restraint of trade would have censored, and the other set up an interview between myself and the company yesterday.
I'm not saying much more, just yet - except that it's the first interview I have attended with select representatives of my Ancestors present. No, I don't believe that anyone noticed them, much to their chagrin.
It was a positive and pleasant experience, in all, and that's all I'll say for now.
I'm still busy processing the various questions I have, mostly revolving around the potential for my happiness at this (large) company. I have not just two but my entire host of Ancestors trailing out like wings behind me as I mull this over. And no, that's not difficult to achieve, as long as you have established good communications over time.
I've been asked to give a definite yea or nay by Monday, but I'm not rushing my internal processes, either.
Without a trace of irony I can wonder with interest what conclusion I will come to in a couple of days' time.