You’re going on an interview first thing tomorrow morning. You’ve readied your best suite and it’s hanging perfectly pressed outside your closet. It’s outside the closet as if the closet might eat the suit if you left it in there overnight. And on this night, of all nights, you can’t afford to take that chance. The alarm is set, checked and rechecked. It’s not going to go off at 5:30 PM. There is literally zero chance of that happening. Still you check it nine more times to be sure. Hell, you make it an even 10. You hit the sheets way earlier than is normal for you, but you can’t risk the dark circles. They could finish this thing before it even got underway. Transportation is all set. You’re gassed up and the train tickets are in your wallet. That’s it. You’re ready to dazzle those mothers with your can-do energy. But wait. You’re keeping something from yourself, aren’t you? Now that everything is prepared, something begins to nag at you. Soon the nagging turns to noise. Everything’s prepared, but are you prepared? Fear sets in quickly. Yeah, that’s it. You’re frightened. There you are on your pillow. Everything in its place, when it hits you: someone more skilled is going to score the gig. Dammit! Someone who has been around it more, done it more, done it longer, done it better. Read the rest of this entry »