Uhm... a warning. This is long. Please click on the Back button if you don't like reading. Don't worry, I won't be offended. 
Last Thursday, I can only begin to describe a most awesome day that I've had in a while.
Woke up at 10AM after sleeping a full 9 hours. Spent an hour or so on my graduate project and discovered a solution to a problem that has stumped me for a while.
Went to an interview for a job that I've only dreamed about at 2:30PM. I had thought the interview went really well. I had spoken to the interviewer a day before and was able to pretty much keep the conversation flowing and I shared my background with him and he shared the organization's structure and "life-style" with me. He says that he will present all of the interviewees to a panel for selection by the end of the following week. He was one of the many hiring managers himself. I thanked him for the interview and he accidentally said "Congratulations" which I took as a good sign that perhaps he would want me in his division.
At 4:30PM, I met with my graduate project advisor and told him that I had a solution and I needed time to implement it. He was pleased and said he looked forward to the results.
At 7:00PM, saw a classmate that I haven't seen for over 4 years. We agreed to meet up for dinner at CPK. 4 years ago when I first dined with her at CPK, there were awkward silences and topics of discussion seem to run-out. This time, I was determined to pay more attention to what she was saying instead of worrying about running out of conversation. She hasn't changed one bit and I didn't want to be shy so I greeted her with a semi-hug (half hug with one arm). She is conservative so I guess she was surprised by it. Anyways, we talked all throughout 2 hours of dinner. There was barely enough silences to take a bite of the food. We left the restaurant at 9:00PM and agreed to meet up in two weeks. We said goodbye and I gave her another hug goodbye. That was a done deal.
I went to workout at 10:00PM with a bud of mine until 12:00AM. I accompanied him for a late night snack at Denny's and we had a good chat (every now and then, we have differences in opinion and I can be very stubborn). Talked until 2:00AM and called it a night.
When I got home, I composed a Thank You email to the interviewer and said I would follow-up in one week.
It seemed to be a day with so much potential and possibilities. Opens up dreams and raises hope. I called it a perfect day because it just felt great.
Today will be one week from that perfect day. I got stuck on another part in the project after carrying out what I thought was the solution. I haven't heard from my classmate. I have not received a reply in response to the Thank You letter. Later on today, I will call the interviewer to follow-up.
I thought about the perfect day that I had. What if all that I have perceived was just in my head? Perhaps the interview didn't go as great as I had thought. Perhaps the dinner and the hugs were too overwhelming for my old classmate. Maybe all of it was just reality playing a trick on me...
Have you ever had a perfect day that felt perfect to yourself and no one else? It's like getting a good feeling on a test that you think you've aced only to find a bunch of careless mistakes bringing the grade to a disappointing low.
Last Thursday, I can only begin to describe a most awesome day that I've had in a while.
Woke up at 10AM after sleeping a full 9 hours. Spent an hour or so on my graduate project and discovered a solution to a problem that has stumped me for a while.
Went to an interview for a job that I've only dreamed about at 2:30PM. I had thought the interview went really well. I had spoken to the interviewer a day before and was able to pretty much keep the conversation flowing and I shared my background with him and he shared the organization's structure and "life-style" with me. He says that he will present all of the interviewees to a panel for selection by the end of the following week. He was one of the many hiring managers himself. I thanked him for the interview and he accidentally said "Congratulations" which I took as a good sign that perhaps he would want me in his division.
At 4:30PM, I met with my graduate project advisor and told him that I had a solution and I needed time to implement it. He was pleased and said he looked forward to the results.
At 7:00PM, saw a classmate that I haven't seen for over 4 years. We agreed to meet up for dinner at CPK. 4 years ago when I first dined with her at CPK, there were awkward silences and topics of discussion seem to run-out. This time, I was determined to pay more attention to what she was saying instead of worrying about running out of conversation. She hasn't changed one bit and I didn't want to be shy so I greeted her with a semi-hug (half hug with one arm). She is conservative so I guess she was surprised by it. Anyways, we talked all throughout 2 hours of dinner. There was barely enough silences to take a bite of the food. We left the restaurant at 9:00PM and agreed to meet up in two weeks. We said goodbye and I gave her another hug goodbye. That was a done deal.
I went to workout at 10:00PM with a bud of mine until 12:00AM. I accompanied him for a late night snack at Denny's and we had a good chat (every now and then, we have differences in opinion and I can be very stubborn). Talked until 2:00AM and called it a night.
When I got home, I composed a Thank You email to the interviewer and said I would follow-up in one week.
It seemed to be a day with so much potential and possibilities. Opens up dreams and raises hope. I called it a perfect day because it just felt great.
Today will be one week from that perfect day. I got stuck on another part in the project after carrying out what I thought was the solution. I haven't heard from my classmate. I have not received a reply in response to the Thank You letter. Later on today, I will call the interviewer to follow-up.
I thought about the perfect day that I had. What if all that I have perceived was just in my head? Perhaps the interview didn't go as great as I had thought. Perhaps the dinner and the hugs were too overwhelming for my old classmate. Maybe all of it was just reality playing a trick on me...
Have you ever had a perfect day that felt perfect to yourself and no one else? It's like getting a good feeling on a test that you think you've aced only to find a bunch of careless mistakes bringing the grade to a disappointing low.
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