The One For Me

I whooshed through college right into my first job, and off from there into my second. I've never really had to look for a job, and the thought of interviewing for one kinda freaks me out.

Especially because so far I've done marketing, and what I really really want to do is publishing. Each time I think about applying to a marketing role, I cringe inside, and think my present marketing job's awesome enough, even if working from home bores me to death. As for publishing, well, I looked and looked, but Hyderabad has absolutely nothing.

And so, when I got an email about the perfect job, though it made no sense because it was in another city, I figured - why not? 

There's something about knowing when a job is so right for you. I'm all kinds of insecure when it comes to interviews, but I got an adrenaline rush just from knowing for sure that this job was something I could do, and do well, and love doing. It's the only interview in my life for which I knew enough before hand not to bother preparing. I breezed through it and felt confident quoting a salary expectation, something I've never managed before. And afterwards, I knew they'd hire me, and that if they didn't, I wouldn't bother obsessing because I'd done everything perfectly. 

That's the magic of the perfect job I guess. 

... I got the job. And, well, it doesn't make sense taking it up because of a bunch of different reasons. But now, I know of a job type where I can actually want to wake up and go to work every morning, without a lingering sense of doubt at the back of my head about whether I'm good enough to cut it. I didn't even know for sure if such a thing existed, and it's a major breakthrough for me to know that it does. And maybe some other day, when enough things fall in place, I'll hunt it down.