Waiting

For the past 5.5 years I’ve been in college.  Yes, that long.  After 4.5 years, I graduated with a B.S. in Computer Science from Central Michigan University.  From that point I thought that it would be prudent to go to grad school.  This was a big mistake.  As it turns out, I never really had much interest in continuing my education formally after my undergrad.  So, 3 weeks ago I resolved to get a big person job (scary!).

As it would happen, a Fortune 500 company (actually, it’s in the top 15) was looking for 50 or so candidates for it’s new center in the Lansing area.   They had recruiters on campus, and as soon as I told them I was looking for work, was a grad student, and had loads of external experience, they seemed interested.

I was invited down to Lansing for a “meet and greet” event at their new center.  Things went well, and one of the recruiters made a point to introduce me the head of center to me.  I consider this a good thing.  After that, I was invited down a week later for a round of interviews with the company.  The interviews went extremely well, and I feel like I’ll get a call back (keeping the fingers crossed!).

They were looking to fill 50 positions, and they were interviewing 70 people.  Assuming that they realistically can fill 20 positions, those are still very good odds for getting a job.  They said it could take up to 2 weeks to get a call back (for good or bad).  Now I’m waiting.  Impatiently at that.

Waiting to find out what the rest of your life will bring is nerve-wracking.  I have no more fingernails left and I have to admit I’m kind of boring to be around.  I can’t get it out of my mind.  Working for this company would be great: interesting projects, smart co-workers, new technologies.  Oh yeah, and money + benefits.  I haven’t had health insurance in 5 years.  Going to the doctor when I get sick would be swell.  A new car might be nice too if I have to commute (VW Golf TDI!).

But for now, I wait.