When It Rains...
I start my new job on Monday. This morning, Thursday, I got a phone call from the Dept of Labor wanting to interview me for a job I applied for months ago. On Monday. It pays more than 50% more than what I am/will be making. It has potential to pay an absolutely obscene amount of money within five years. It's conveniently located in the very same Federal building I'll be working in. And so I will be leaving my new job early on Monday for an appointment of the very vaguest description.
This afternoon, I received another phone call. Another IRS job I applied for wanted to interview me on Thursday. It's for the same level of position I'm currently/will be in. I politely declined and sent a polite follow up email when they asked me to withdraw my application in writing. Those people work just across the hall. That could have been awkward, and it also would have been pretty pointless since it's a completely lateral move with no upward potential.
Now I was very excited about the first (second? if my new job is the first) job, but since I turned down the second/third/last one, I'm afraid for my interview karma. I don't know why I'm such a superstitious freak. I suspect I can blame my Russian grandmother for a good chunk of that. But anyway, logically I know it would be a waste of everyone's time for me to go to the interview knowing there's almost know way I'd take the job and that someone else will get to go instead and they'll be thrilled. But then the stupider, stronger portion of my brain says that turning down one offer will suddenly cause all other offers to spontaneously combust.
Somebody argue some reason into me. Boyfriend doesn't understand how my crazy girl brain can even leap to these conclusions, so he's being less than useless and is tired of hearing me whine about it.
This afternoon, I received another phone call. Another IRS job I applied for wanted to interview me on Thursday. It's for the same level of position I'm currently/will be in. I politely declined and sent a polite follow up email when they asked me to withdraw my application in writing. Those people work just across the hall. That could have been awkward, and it also would have been pretty pointless since it's a completely lateral move with no upward potential.
Now I was very excited about the first (second? if my new job is the first) job, but since I turned down the second/third/last one, I'm afraid for my interview karma. I don't know why I'm such a superstitious freak. I suspect I can blame my Russian grandmother for a good chunk of that. But anyway, logically I know it would be a waste of everyone's time for me to go to the interview knowing there's almost know way I'd take the job and that someone else will get to go instead and they'll be thrilled. But then the stupider, stronger portion of my brain says that turning down one offer will suddenly cause all other offers to spontaneously combust.
Somebody argue some reason into me. Boyfriend doesn't understand how my crazy girl brain can even leap to these conclusions, so he's being less than useless and is tired of hearing me whine about it.
Labels: job stuff
posted by feithline @ 7:31 PM
1 Comments:
At 8:48 PM,
Frolics and Detours said…
You did the right thing turning down the interview. Otherwise you would have been taking a spot from someone who may have really wanted the job. You're actually opening up the door for somebody else and doing something good. The good karma Gods will be on your side for it.
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