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They told me about a job opportunity that would be temp-to hire possibly. Sweet! She said it would be doing follow up phone calls. I didn't have a lot of information about the job, but that didn't sound too hard. I agreed to it and she said there would be a phone interview. Immediately I began to panic. I couldn't back out now. I had the option of doing the interview that afternoon or the next day. Well I certainly wasn't mentally able to do it that afternoon. I had to do some research and prepare questions and answers. She told me some that they might ask which helped a great deal.
So I typed up some possible questions and answers and read over them many times. Luckily with a phone interview I can have my notes and other information in front of me and I can wear comfy clothes. I was ready for the call. It wasn't until 10 minutes before when I started to get really nervous. I couldn't think of anything except that I hope this would go fast. My phone rang and I took the deepest breath possible and answered.
She was friendly and started asking questions. I answered back in a friendly tone to the best details I could. I can't remember how it all went. I think I answered pretty smoothly without stumbling over my words much. I do remember having to take a moment to gather one answer together which I felt really awkward doing on the phone. Blah. After all was said and done, she scheduled me for an in-person interview. Crap, another one. This is way too much to deal with.
This was possibly my first professional interview experience and I was weighted down with nerves. Nothing else in the world mattered except this interview. It's all I could think about. More so when it was the day before because I was out of time to relax and enjoy things beforehand.
I got all dressed up and headed on in. The lady I met with was very nice and asked most of the same questions as the other lady on the phone. Afterwards she explained the job in detail and gave me a tour. By the time she was done explaining the job, I wanted out of this so bad.
The job involved making many calls a day to these older people with bladder issues. My initial thought was that they are old and probably sweet. I can tolerate them better than younger rude, impatient people. I have a friendly and caring sounding voice and personality. This would be a good fit. Well, the details of the job started making me panic. I was never going to be able to do this.
So, I went back and figured out the pros and cons to this. The pros were that it was a top company for it's size and a possible full time job. That was about it. The cons were the calling people and being evaluated over the phones that I'm terrible at...all day, every day. Do I want to suffer through my anxiety every day? I couldn't stand the thought of how my days would be. I am not made for call centers.
I called the temp agency back to decline the job after pacing around for it. I mentioned that it was going to be too overwhelming for me and I didn't want anymore call-center jobs. I can't remember what else I said but I figured I just blew my chances with that but I didn't care. I felt relieved to not have to do this job.
I surprisingly was called about some general office help at a hospital and I accepted that and was all ready to start the day after I got back from my trip. On my drive back, I received a call from the temp agency saying that I wasn't needed anymore and offered another call center job with AAA. I didn't want it and declined. I eventually just gave up as they never had anything for me and quit calling. I was going to try some other temp agencies now that I had a grip on what they were like.
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