I am leaving a job interview that went very well.  Feeling very optimistic especiallly after the interviewee says something positive about the interview and that I should receive a letter in the mail to schedule the next stage in the interview process.  The letter arrives but the news is not good.  Thank you very much but . . .

A few days later I receive another email asking me to come in for a second interview.  I call to schedule the appointment and Naturally I am confused but also thrilled.  I go, ready to be interviewed, and wait.  And wait.  And wait.  Finally the same woman who interviewed me before comes out.  I stand up with a large smile on my face, a smile she does not return.  She doesn't look happy to see me.  She says she's too busy to be interrupted in this way and thanks me for my time but suggests I leave to go home.

I'm understandably confused.  Disappointed.  But then another letter from the same company arrives with another scheduled interview.  I go when the letter says I should be there.  While I'm waiting, I notice that my skirt doesn't fit me.  It's too tight and, when I try to adjust the fabric so it will look less bunched up around my excess fat, the slit rises too high up my leg.  I've only made it worse.

From where I am sitting I can see the same woman who interviewed me (Gina Bowman).  She looks agitated and even a little angry.  More quickly than last time she comes out and, taking my arm, starts steering me to the doors.  She tells me that nobody asked me to return and when I try to explain about the letters she will not listen.  Instead, she continues leading me to the door and says that until I clean up my public image their company is not going to interview me again let alone hire me.

I am shattered once I leave the building because I don't know what she means about my public image.  I bump into Elaine, perhaps the last person I want to see at this point.  She is thrilled to see me and I explain all of the above.  But she isn't really listening.  I see the woman who interviewed me sitting in a large booth with other coworkers.  They are all having a good time but when she sees me she looks angry.  I realize that unintentionally I compleely blew the interview and that even if I cleaned up my public image, whatever that means, I wouldn't be asked to interview again.

Elaine asks me how bad has it been really and I try to tell her it's been pretty bad but I also try to downplay it.  "It's not like we're starving but . . ."

Then Elaine is ignoring me, talking up some guy.  Before too long they are having sex after which they are talking about having had sex.  "Did you like it when I did this?"  "Did it hurt when I did that?"  "Oh look, I left a mark on you here."  "And I left one here."  I'm getting upset because I really don't want to deal with this stupid flirtation when my life is falling apart.  I especially don't want to hear the TMI in the conversation.