Today I had an important interview. I knew I needed to perform well and I knew it wasn’t going to be easy. What I didn’t expect was how hard it would be.
In short, I think I did very badly.
I wasn’t so much as unprepared as just unexperienced.
The questions were based on situations I’ve been in and how I’ve handled them. Now it’s not that I haven’t got life experience – I have; 19 years of it – it’s that the life experience I have they aren’t interested in. I’ve been through a lot in 19 years from the death of my dad, to the divorce of my mum and step-dad to my coming out when I was just 13. But these things aren’t taken into account. You don’t get a point for every time that you’ve cried.
And whilst I’ve experienced diversity and being under a strict time constraint my examples don’t seem to be very impressive. They’re about school and what little difficult situations I have faced at work.
For the first time in a long time I feel like my age is against me. I feel useless.
I have a headache and I feel like I want today to be over. I just want some sleep.