Interview #2

I woke up from a ridiculous dream at 8 a.m., fully convinced that I had not e-mailed the magazine editors back to tell them that I would be in at 3 to take the writing and editing test.

In the dream, it was my birthday. My building concierge called me and told me that I had a package from American Express downstairs, they had sent me a pink cupcake. So, I went downstairs to claim my cupcake. Only when I got there, I already had a cupcake in my hand. It was on a stick. But besides the stick, it was the same cupcake AmEx had sent me in the mail to try to bribe me into paying annual fees. After evaluating the cupcake situation (two of the same, but one on a stick), I decided that I did not want the AmEx bribe cupcake, and tried to give it to the concierge. He didn't want it, so I tried to give it to the doorman. He didn't want it either, so I tried to give it to the super, and then to the maintenance guy. No one wanted my cupcake.

Then I woke up full of anxiety about the e-mail I may or may not have sent. I rushed to throw on sweatpants, a Roger Williams University sweatshirt, threw my hair into a ponytail and went downstairs to the business center to see if I had sent this e-mail. (I don't have the Internet in my apartment). Given the hour, I assumed no one would be in the business center. I was wrong.

Apparently, 8 a.m. is the time when gorgeous men in suits are in the business center. Crap. I really know how to make a first impression. In addition to showing up in my pajamas, with my hair in a ponytail (not even a cute, bangs-out ponytail- it was the kind you run a triathlon with) and unbrushed teeth, I kept having sneezing attacks and diverting the gorgeous male attention from their early morning work, to me. Ugh.

I looked at my sent e-mails and find that I did indeed RSVP to my second interview, but I didn't want to seem weird to the men in suits and get up and leave two minutes after I arrived, so I stayed in the business center and read the NY Times online. They left, and since I still didn't want to seem weird for leaving right after them, I stayed for ten more minutes. Then I left.

I decided to go back to bed and take a nap before getting reading for Interview, Part Deux. I feel asleep watching Kathy Lee and Hoda on the Today Show. Then I had another dream.

This time, I was an NBC Page, and I was helping out on the set of the Today Show. I was standing off camera, just doing my Page thing, and then I fainted. The producer came over to see if I was okay, and then asked if I thought I could stay for the rest of the day because they still needed people to help. I said yes. Then I fainted again, and Hoda (during a commercial break) said something to me about all of the fainting. The producer came back over to confirm that I wasn't going home.

I woke up, got ready for my interview, and left.

I had to take a press release, make a story out of it and give it a headline. Then I had to fact check something. It was uneventful.