World of Mayja

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It's infuriating when you're in a hurry and everyone in front of you... isn't.

I had an interview scheduled for 9am this morning. It takes 5-10 minutes tops to reach downtown and park. I left the house running at 8:58am.

I must have cursed the names of five major automotive brands (VW, Saab, Ford, Honda and Kia) along the way because that was the only way to identify each individual in my way.

These people were literally driving in their own worlds with their own rules of the road. Some zig-zagged across the lanes while others would line up with each other and just crawl.

Most would say that it's my fault for falling behind schedule, but not this time. My interviewer had promised to email me the time/place for the interview on Friday afternoon.

Well, he didn't. And I had to catch him on the phone at 8am this morning to confirm that time and place.

By the time I got to my interview, I was running 7 minutes late (it took me 9min to get there). The good news is that it wasn't a one-on-one, and he had already begun talking with the other candidate.

Everything went well and I felt confident as I left the building, but I still had that residual "ARGH!!!" feeling grinding in the back of my teeth.