Part II: Interview

So, just to recap my interview on Monday . . .

Not a whole lot to say, other than the fact that I think it went pretty well. I would say very well, but I don't want to jinx it.

"Now, this is a sales position" . . . as I was aware of and was told during my interview. However, it is not an outside sales position. The difference, I've learned, is this: Outside Sales is where you drive around town (or across the state, as I've encountered), visiting clients and asking them to buy things from you. I didn't really (at all) want a part in that. The position I'm looking at is in an office setting, and involves sales . . . but is also a customer service and assistant position. I would help the real salespeople (although I would make some sales on the phone when the time presented itself) with scheduling, billing, clients, etc., all while mingling with most departments at the company, while also helping people on the phone who want to buy ads. I know it's not the most creative job, but it does encompass things I have done before (if you count calling/emailing/contacting clients and outside companies, as well as being an assistant to a busy person with tight deadlines), and is at a well-known place (hopefully the reputation of this place would help me in the long run).

I'll admit it's a little daunting, however. I was told several times that there are many, many things going on. I just hope it's something I could handle . . . I feel confident in some instances when I hear exactly what the tasks are, but am nervous about messing up. It is, after all, a very integral part of their business.

All in all, I should know by Christmas if they want me working with them. We'll see.

*Sigh*

And then, I might possibly hear back this week from a local optometrist about a receptionist position. If they decide they want to interview me. Not too shabby, I suppose . . . if it comes through. It might be something good if the other company I interviewed with doesn't go through. Not an advertising job, by any means, but an office job is definitely a blessing compared to serving fries. And really, it will help me make some money while I search for something more relevant.

So . . . I don't know. Again, we'll see what happens, and I really hope that something great will present itself. I can't keep living without any income, any sense of self-accomplishment, freedom, or independence. I don't want a million dollars, I just want to grow up. I really, really, really do.

Time to go forage for some food. Night to all.