I don’t have patience like I did ten years ago when interviewing for jobs. I used to love the chase. The opportunity to dazzle people with my brilliance. If you wanted me to do a dozen interviews for a position I was happy to do it and excited to prove how great I was.
Now I have answers the questions so many times, seem the ugly backside of jobs ending and the thrill is not so great. I am bored and anxious. That comes through when I talk with people. It makes it harder to get a job.
I looked at buying a hospice again. I have the interview at 2pm today. Not much else going on.