Stomachache of Excited Nervousness
So yeah, I go for interview #2 today (the sooner the better, ne?), and I'm trying so very hard not to be, but I'm out and out nervous. Not the best way to go into all this.
Everyone says I'll be ok; the first interviewer even said he was impressed by me, so it should be fine, right?
But I'm still nervous!

And there's all those other questions, of course: what if someone else gets the job first? what if I fail the interview? the typing test? what if I get the job but get fired right after getting it?

*nervous fidget, nervous giggle* Know what the greater driving force is, though? The possibility of getting this job is so much more appealing than being left at Chili's for any longer than I have to be there. Only the "possibility"! Mind you, I wouldn't bother with most stuff if I wasn't guaranteed a result I want, but I'm all for this.

Oh yes, those pictuers I was supposed to get last night? They didn't turn out. >> But the Great Cluster of People was in the same building as my potential interview, so there's some benefit.

And my car's brights keep coming on in the middle of the night for no reason whatsoever. It's almost like it can tell it's about to be paid off, so now it's doing everything it can to freak me out.

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You never know until you try, so don't leave behind what you might one day regret.