Absolutely. I rarely swear but walked back to my car muttering Fuckitfuckitfuckittofuckittyfuck. Cried all the way home. Got angry at the panel for inviting me as I clearly wasn’t what they were looking for. Decided I didn’t want the stupid job anyway.
The Dean called (it’s a University teaching job) and I just knew it was to say “thanks but no thanks”...I was actually quite abrupt wondering why she was bothering to call because I’d so obviously not got the job.
She offered me the job.
My reply was, “What?”
She offered me the job again.
I said, “Um. Have you got the right person? I’m NameChange84...is it definitely me you intended to contact?”
Thankfully she laughed and said she was certain and she thought I’d interviewed very well.
I’d known my teaching observation was excellent but the interview was HORRENDOUS.
I once again asked “are you sure?”
Thankfully she was patient with me!
I was in absolute shock. I was utterly, utterly convinced it was the worst interview I’d ever done. I couldn’t believe it, at all. Not exaggerating, I genuinely wondered if I’d fallen asleep and had a weird dream. I’d already notified my relatives and referees that I hadn’t got the job.