The Night Before

I have an interview tomorrow. I might be nervous but I'm too tired to notice. I worked on my preparation til fairly late last night and went to ned tired and hungover with the intention of getting up early today in advance of a phone call with the recruiter. I got up at 7.30 as planned but I barely slept all night as I kept thinking about potential interview questions. I might also have been dehydrated from the previous night's activities.

I was absolutely exhausted when I got up and felt like not bothering at all with the interview. The phone call with the recruiter woke me up a bit. Due to heavy snow my friend couldn't take me in her car to see where the interview will take place so I went on the bus. I just missed the one I intended to get and spent ages being gassed by passive smokers in the bus stop. The office is actually not as remote as I'd thought and is close to lots of shops. Also, the recruiter said that the interviewer is a very creative women and will be looking for an interestng character. That I can be but I don't want to turn it on too much so that I'm not taken seriously. That actually gives me more confidence for the interview in that I can hopefully refer to my creative side and use humour to get points across. Tomorrow's entry might start with me questioning why I thought it was appropriate to make certain remarks in an interview.

Once I knew where the office was I stopped for coffee, walked round the the outlet centre and took the bus home. I felt like falling asleep on the bus and took a lie down as soon as I got in. I laid down to the soothing sounds of John Martyn

I feel prepared as I can be for tomorrow. Let's see how it goes.