I did not get the job.
After freaking out all week about it, expecting a phone call either Monday or Tuesday, I got nothin. Instead, I was browsing LinkedIn last night and happened to check out their company page. And at the bottom it had recent news and one was "New Editorial Assistant" and obviously, it was not me. So, I had a bit of a freakout while I tried to convince myself that wasn't true and it was probably an old one, but I clicked on this HOBAG's profile and it said Nov 2011-present. And after I let that sink in, I tried to call my mom. No answer. So, I texted Robby and I felt really bad because he was out with people (granted, he said they were insanely boring, but still) and I didn't want to bug him, but I needed to talk to him or my mom, soooo. He called me cause he was worried, and after bawling to him for a bit, he gave me his nice boyfriend pep talk, which was calling them assholes and calling me awesome, so that was needed and appreciated.
This morning I got a letter from them. A LETTER. Dated 11/7. So, they knew they weren't going to choose me on Monday and instead of fucking calling me and telling me, they sent a goddamn form letter. I know that the one lady, who I met with all three times, probably wanted to pick me. She wrote a little note that said, "Should you find the time for freelance work, please let me know" and included her card. So, at least someone there wanted me there. Ugh though, seriously. The only thing this other girl has going for her is that she worked for the Columbia College newspaper. BIG WOOP. I know that looks good on your resume, but college newspapers are SOOO SHITTY. And that's why I never worked for the Daily Iowan. I would read it every morning and find 3857289357 spelling/grammar/etc mistakes. Not to mention when I wrote for the Daily Iowan magazine, they changed pretty much everything I wrote.
But yeah, this sucks a big bag of dicks and I'm really disappointed and pissed. This really was perfect for me, considering my skill-set. And I don't know if I'm going to find something similar out there. Or if I can finagle the excuses at work to schedule more interviews. At least work will be slowing down in a month, so it won't be quite so stressful. I just really wanted to get out of here and do something relevant.
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