gooblax
MVP
As it’s something that’s inescapable (especially with constant family pressure), I’ve contacted a few companies and had two interviews this week.
I can’t seem to escape the thought that if got a job, I’d be in a near-constant state of controlled terror. If I continue getting myself into interview situations, I imagine that I’ll eventually not mess up enough that someone will want to hire me. While that’s generally the point of getting job interviews, being hired sounds like a terrifying, undesirable option. Constant, forced interaction and continual performance judgement. I don’t know how anyone manages it.
I have to brace myself just to check my emails in case I get one that I’ll have to reply to, and it can take hours including procrastination time to respond to a single one (and that’s if I even reply the day that I see it). It’s that much harder when those emails are about trying to get something that frightens me. It’s about on par with discussing the arrangements to be made for a sealed wasp-human cohabitation experiment in my bedroom.
I know most people just do it because it has to be done. And it’s the only way I can physically get to where I want to be, which is why I’m trying. I just had to write this out somewhere though, because trying to combat the fear is so hard.
I can’t seem to escape the thought that if got a job, I’d be in a near-constant state of controlled terror. If I continue getting myself into interview situations, I imagine that I’ll eventually not mess up enough that someone will want to hire me. While that’s generally the point of getting job interviews, being hired sounds like a terrifying, undesirable option. Constant, forced interaction and continual performance judgement. I don’t know how anyone manages it.
I have to brace myself just to check my emails in case I get one that I’ll have to reply to, and it can take hours including procrastination time to respond to a single one (and that’s if I even reply the day that I see it). It’s that much harder when those emails are about trying to get something that frightens me. It’s about on par with discussing the arrangements to be made for a sealed wasp-human cohabitation experiment in my bedroom.
I know most people just do it because it has to be done. And it’s the only way I can physically get to where I want to be, which is why I’m trying. I just had to write this out somewhere though, because trying to combat the fear is so hard.