Hello readers!
So I’m crossing my fingers and toes because I had a great interview on Monday that lasted 3 HOURS!!! Yes, I said it 3 hours!! Well I must tell you this “adventure” of a day, because I truly believe that this mayhem wouldn’t have happen to anyone else.
My interview was at 2pm, so I made sure I was well rested and woke up early to go over material, eat properly and mentally prepare myself for my interview. Well since trains from Westchester run every hour I had to take an 1145am to get into the city by 1240. Little did I know what an adventure awaited me.
On my way to the train station, I got stopped for 10 minutes as these workers were cutting branches and removing them from the street. Mind the fact I don’t have time for this, so I bomb my horn in urgency, blood pressure rising, I’m about to have a heart attack. Finally they let me through, so I race to make my train with a 10-minute window.
Time to park, oh wait there aren’t any parking spots left. Of course, it couldn’t be that easy, so I drive all the way to the back and make my own parking spot. 4 MINUTES to my train. There is no way, I mentally prepare myself to wait around another hour and have to book it to my interview. Yet, something comes over me, I snatch my heels off and in my stockings and gray pencil skirt run as fast as I can. Not a care in the world of how stupid I look, I only hope that I don’t step on broken glass as I jump over puddles! Did I make it…..
Yes! I mean, I just made it, as the train doors close on my gluteus maximus. Panting like a dog, I sit down realizing I didn’t have time to buy a ticket so I have to pay $15 dollars one way. L So I pay, and decided it was best to put on my iPod and woosah to some good old Coldplay!
I then arrive successfully at Grand Central with an hour to kill. Looking for a seat I had never realized how many homeless people were allowed in the food area. Walking around for about 5 minutes I finally find a successful seat across from Dishes. Reading over my notes, I look up to a man staring at me. Look back down I can feel his eyes piercing into me. I had wished at that moment I had a picture, you know, cause it lasts longer!
It’s finally time to leave for my interview, as I slip my heels on I decided I would take the subway instead of walking. Well I get into the subway and have no idea where I’m going. Then this African American Professional woman stops me, asking me questions and compliments me on my appearance and how I walk with confidence. In my head I’m wondering what the point of her babbling is, and she gives me her card telling me she works for Mary Kay and hires people to train others on leadership. Thinking we are done with the conversations she asks me one more thing…. "What is your background?” Why do black women always find the need to ask me this question? Well I answer politically and we part ways. I walk up to man asking him what subway I can take and he informs me that there is no way, that I’d have to walk but it’s not that far. Giving him a look of concern, I inform him if his lying to me, I will find him lol.
This is a perfect example of why you should always give yourself a lot of time because you never now what journey of life you’ll be on that day. All in all, I don’t leave the PR firm till 5. Exhausted from smiling and pitching myself to multiple people I get on my 50 minute train ride home, trying to keep my eyelids open. I am lost in thought. Reflecting over my crazy day and of course boys! Well to my surprise I look up and realize I was so dazed that I missed my stop and get off. Calling my dad to pick me up, I decided it might be easier to take a taxi sense I still needed to pick my car up from the train station. So I jumped in a taxi, bargaining a $10 ride because I’m broke. Leading to the most interesting cab ride of my life. I was not in the state of mind to hold conversation but he seemed like a nice old man so I decided to entertain him.
He asked me what do I do, and what I was doing for Valentines Day. The funny thing was I had not reflected the whole day about this “day of love,” and told him I was happily spending it with my parents. He laughed and said “really!? You probably have guys lined around the block.” I replied to him with laughter, “awww, aren’t you sweet.” Knowing that these “guys” lined around the block were non-existent and if they were I didn’t really care at that point. We talked about life, and how he told me to push for my dream cause I didn’t want to end up a cab driver. I told him I promised to give life my all, gave him my blessings and got out the cab to my car.
After a 2-hour commute I was surprisingly calm. Anyone who really knows me, knows that patience comes in small amounts with me. If you really think about it, I had a great interview and this story that I’m sharing with you just illustrates how you have to be ready for the curve balls of life, that it's important to brush things off, and always leave yourself ample amount of time.
Over all Monday was Madness, but I wouldn’t trade that Monday for anything else in the world! J
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