So I didn’t get the Vancouver job, which I sort of had guessed by Friday. I had my official day of mourning on Saturday, which is a new tradition. Basically I have the habit of immediately trying to see the best in every situation, which is not a bad thing, but sometimes it gets in the way of actually feeling bad about something and giving it the proper respect it deserves. It’s also an excuse to sit around in my robe watching bad television and eating brownies. I decided a day was good enough for a job and got sort of bored of mourning by 6pm or so, so I moved on to the other jobs I’ve applied for/am interviewing for in the next few weeks.
Vancouver was indeed a dreamy library and the staff was fantastic, but it was also a reference heavy position with little to no kid interaction or programming. If I had been honest with myself (instead of being so excited about a job in the Portland area and my first interview post-grad school) I would have admitted that I didn’t give 100% in the interview because I wasn’t talking about the things that really excite me. However, it was nice to hear from the hiring lady this morning – she said it was a very tough decision, that she would have liked to have hired all five of us, and that she would like me work there as a sub/fill-in librarian. The fact that only five of us were chosen for interviewing out of the stack of applicants that must have applied makes me feel good, as does the offer for temporary work. I told her I’d love to do some sub work, if only to keep me in shape as far as reference goes – I haven’t worked at a desk since January and I’m starting to feel rusty!
Next up is an interivew I’m really excited about in a town I’m not as excited about. You can all uncross your fingers now, I’ll just carry your good wishes for the last interview into this one as well.