Interviews, they suck ass Options

[sin]

Right now, I’m sitting here and the tears are running down my face. I won’t be getting this job. I dressed up and looked rather nice (in my opinion). I wore a skirt, pantyhose, and heels with a nice mint green button down dress shirt and matching jewelry and coordinated makeup. I stood tall and summoned up all the bravery I had in me, but that wasn’t enough. I even showed up to the interview fifteen minutes early. The first thing, when I walked through the door, was I looked down at the sign in sheet and saw one of my old supervisor’s names listed with “interview” written right next to it. That dashed all hope I had of getting this job, and all of my confidence as well. Her name was the last name I expected to see written on that paper. I feel horrible.