Well, woman. Folks, I am a ramblin' fool, apparently, when it comes to interviews. Today was my third interview, not with the same school mind you, and I feel like a goon. I ramble. A lot. My inner voice is saying, "Get to the point, already!"
It's nerves, I guess, but I wish I could get this under wraps because I know it's hampering me. The trouble is, I have great responses in mind, they just fly out the window instead of my mouth when it comes time to answer.
Gahhhhhhh! I really want this job. Send a hope and a prayer to this fool.
The Kitchen Witch