Awkwardly flattered
I didn’t get the job and I’m more disappointed than I thought I would be. I thought the interview went very well, and I was told that I didn’t appear nervous at all, ha! I got a call from the employment agency the next day. Apparently they thought I hadn’t prepared well enough, because I didn’t know that the company originally started in Amsterdam in I-don’t-remember-what-year and I hadn’t bothered to look it up. Other than that they were very excited about having me but they weren’t sure how much I really wanted it. Pfft. I was flattered by some of the compliments she gave me, though, but being communicatively skilled didn’t help me get the job, DID IT?!
Not much else has been going on. We’ve just been playing darts at the pub a lot with this one guy that I’ve known for two years now and who likes me a little more than he should perhaps. I’m flattered, though. Awkwardly flattered.