Post interview thingy

You know what I hate about me? No matter how confident I am. And I am, trust me. Interviews, even informal chat like interviews, never fail to make me nervy and on edge. But still, I think that one went quite well. I mean, I'm pretty sure that I came across reasonably intelligent and friendly, and that combined with my excellent (impeccable even) history with the company will hopefully be enough to book me a place on the career train. My interviewee (we'll call her Fiona... because that is actually her name) even made the gesture of calling the head of the marketing department while I was in the room to see about positions there. Ok, so he was in a meeting at the time, but she left a voicemail. And besides, it's at least an indictation that I didn't bomb out completely.

So while we were discussing things a couple of points came up, and they were all pretty good. Firstly, the marketing department is under a bit of pressure at the moment so there could well be a option for me there. Add the fact that our major competitors in London, who shall remane unnamed, are slightly more successful than we are but have 3 times as many head office staff have convinced our new CEO to boost HO numbers. And then combine that with the fact that it's just about the end of the fiscal year for the brewery, which means new budgets that need to be spent, and you can see why my timing seems to be pretty much spot on right now. Shock horror. Perhaps my luck is finally changing.

Other interesting facts are that most HO positions come with a company car, laptop, and mobile phone. Of which none are reasons for me wanting to move within the company, but all of which are nice perks to have anyway.

Still, I refuse to get my hopes up. My relationship thing is hard enough to face up to right now without me having more hope shattered on top of that. But hold thumbs for me. I need this... for my sanity.