The Big "I"

So, good news; I have an interview tomorrow! I had a recruiter contact me a couple weeks ago and I went in and met with him and he has submitted me to like four jobs already - Thanks, Quincy! Anyway, the first job he initially called me for is at Bank of America downtown. Mmmmm. So we heard nothing for a while then they called yesterday and said they wanted to do the interview thing. Dress will be business - not business casual - which means a suit and tie. Now, I haven't owned a suit in about 20 years, but Mary Lynn and I looked at each other and said together, "Gotta go get one!" See, this is a bank - typically quite conservative institutions, and it's a contract to hire position so this could work into a long-term gig with nice bennies, etc. It'll be tough enough for them to get over the earring, so it seemed prudent to invest in a suit. Even if this one doesn't work out, I can use it for future interviews.

I went down to the Men's Warehouse and got one in about 15 minutes. Told the guy I had an interview on Thursday and no suit. Said I wanted navy or dark grey with a muted pinstripe and after a quick chest measure he trotted over and pulled out a half dozen likely styles (I appreciate a clerk who knows his inventory!). I picked a navy with a two-tone pinstripe - it alternates between a single thread of gold and a double thread of federal blue - very subtle and classsy. I can then pick out either stripe depending on what shirt and tie I wear. Bought a new tie too. One nice thing happened: (remember that I am exercising and eating right now to get my boyish figure back?) the guy pulled one jacket out and said, Oh no, sorry, that is a portly size. This means I am not portly anymore, just big - Yea!

So, here's hoping the interview gods smile down on me.


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