the interview

Today was the most horribly wonderful, most fantastically terrible, and fucked up day I've had in a long time. Maybe even in forever.

It was job interview day, and it was an interview for a pretty cool job, involving a lab and some neat stuff. Anyway, it was interview day and I felt awesome.
I was well prepared.
I knew stuff.
I knew myself, my story.
I had things planned out.
I was so calm and confident my mother asked me if I'd been drinking.
I was ready to shine.

And I have never been so excruciatingly stupid and unknowledgeable before.. well, just ever. It was bad. Way worse than my first committee meeting as a graduate student. Yeah, it was that bad. Basically, I couldn't answer a single question.

I felt pretty stunned all afternoon long. I just can't believe it was that bad, but it really was. But the funny thing is, I'm actually OK with it now.

After all, all that really happened was I had to admit that I didn't know a whole bunch of stuff, but that's not a big deal. There's a whole shit tonne of stuff I don't know. And that's the whole point to this whole thing.