I have another job interview on Monday. The last few I've had recently went fine, but not out-of-the-park. I've had a hard time putting my finger on the problem, though. It wasn't until the other day, when I got the word that I wasn't on the short list (was that yesterday? I am so sleep-deprived that I can't remember), that I finally realized WHY the last few interviews were not fabulous. While they were in some interesting PLACES, I really wasn't excited about the JOB.
When you're living in one place, in your own house, with no plans to move, of course it's about the job, right? But when you're an expat that moves around the world, it quickly becomes about the job AND about the place. Where might we go next? Rome? Mumbai? Bangkok? It all seems so exciting at first. And it's tempting to rate place higher than job.
For a while.
But then, it doesn't work, because you spend a lot of your time at work. If you aren't satisfied in your work life, then the rest of your life suffers, too. And your personal life can't make up for a bad or stressful work life, or a work like that is just a bad fit. It weighs you down.
I realized that the last few interviews that I had were for jobs I wasn't excited about. They were fine. They were in good places. They ticked a lot of boxes. They were good jobs that anyone should be happy with. But I'm not anyone. . .I'm ME. And while there is nothing wrong with perfectly satisfactory, I really want something AWESOME. I want something really, really GREAT. I want that job that makes me excited to get out of bed, in an office I want to work in, with a great boss. Oh, and in a great city. :) I want the whole package.
This job interview that I have on Monday? The job is pretty awesome. I'm excited about it. It's exactly what I want to do next. There is such a difference in how I feel about this job as opposed to how I've felt about pretty much everything I've interviewed for so far. Now I just have to channel that energy and convince them that they should hire me. :)