So yesterday was my interview for that new restaurant. I got home from work about 2:30ish, and immediately re-checked my email to verify everything. The key here is that the email said "Can you meet me Monday after 3?" After. Not AT 3. So I took my sweet time getting ready and headed out there.
I walked into a near- empty restaurant. There were some people sitting at a table, and one of them shouted out to me.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I'm looking for Eric?
And who are you?
I'm Desiree.
You're 50 minutes late.
Um... the email said after 3.
No, it said AT 3. Have a seat over there and I'll be with you in a minute.
So I had a seat and was a little freaked out. Obviously I would have been there at 3, but the fact that it said "after 3" led me to believe that he didn't want me there right at 3. But I knew I was right.
After a few minutes, he called me over. I apologized for the misunderstanding, and he said not to worry about it. His demeanor was totally different from before. He had his laptop in front him, so I have the feeling he looked at the email and saw that I was right. Anyway, it was a real short interview, maybe about 5 minutes long. I didn't really get to brag about myself, but I think it went ok. I walked away with the feeling that the first part was "just a test" of that NY attitude they were looking for, and I think I passed. I mean, I stood by my guns when I was right but I apologized anyway. Actually I don't know if that qualifies as NY attitude. I would have done that when I lived in NYC too, but maybe I was born with that attitude.
He's still in the "preliminary" stages of interviews, so he said he'll know by next week. Fingers crossed and all that, but we'll see.
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Hope you get it. Just catching up over here and BTW I love your orange boots from your snow pictures!
Thanks! You know it's deep snow when I can't see my orange feet anymore. :P
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