I'm tellin' you it's the story of my life.
I just got off the phone with the recruiter. Seems, due to illness, my interview is now tomorrow.
Morning.
9:00am.
Just outside of Chicago.
Traffic.
Did I mention 9:00am? That means leaving here by 6:30. A.M. In the morning.
Now, I love my mornings. And I'm usually up by 5:30 or so. But damn..........
That being said - the good news is it's a one shot deal. I'm interviewing with all the big wigs. No call backs. It's D Day.
But damn. 6:30am?!?!
Posted by Tammi at May 16, 2006 09:25 AM | TrackBackYou'll be great.
Posted by: Teresa at May 16, 2006 11:50 AMHope it went well.. or goes well. Hell, I just wish you well, how's that?
Posted by: RedNeck at May 16, 2006 03:04 PMI am praying for ya, fingers are crossed!!
Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at May 16, 2006 09:52 PMGood luck!
And I have "hurry up and wait" tattoo'd on my ass!
Posted by: Sissy at May 16, 2006 11:58 PMI'll be keeping my fingers crossed for you!!
Posted by: Richmond at May 17, 2006 05:10 AMGood luck!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: pam at May 17, 2006 07:58 AMGood luck Tammi. Keep us posted on how things went.
Posted by: NE at May 17, 2006 08:10 AM*biting nails*
Posted by: Harvey at May 17, 2006 09:13 AMOk - We're waiting to find out how it went - you better not delay when you get back.....
Posted by: Carmen at May 17, 2006 09:40 AM