The job interview was for a lesser position, but a part-time position. These days, part-time work is very doable in my current situation and I'll admit, being back in an office setting sounded appealing to me.
Yet, despite a clearly and concisely worded email outlining my part-time availability, I was called in for an interview.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited. I was! I woke up at 5am to have plenty of time to transform from yoga pants, shelf bras, stubbly legs, ponytails, and college sweatshirts to arched eyebrows, manicured nails, eyeshadow, hairspray, underwire and my most professional looking, designer shoes.
I was ready, prepared, and, if I'm allowed to say so myself, I was looking good. I was looking professional.
Apparently, I looked too professional.
Okay, yes, I was over-qualified for the job.
Within the first ten minutes of the interview, my gut was screaming "NNNNNOOOOOOOO!"
The position wasn't a good fit for me on several levels. Thirty-six hours a week, may as well be full-time. I was not available Monday through Friday. I could not work evenings if needed, and, yes, I do like to take vacations every now and then.
52 weeks a year? 36 hours a week? Sorry. Not for me.
Then the unexpected. Not only was I overqualified, I was over-supported.
They tip-toed around the subject, but let me boil it down for you and paraphrase:
Your husband is a surgeon. He makes lots of dough. We need someone in this position who needs to work as many hours as possible. We don't want someone who is likely to take a vacation. You have enough with just his income.At first I was sad. I had envisioned making the call to turn down the job. I wasn't prepared for their call citing over-qualified and over-supported as problematic and me unfit for the job.
I felt spanked. I felt defeated. That was the emotional me.
The realistic me... no matter what they said, I knew I would not be working that position.
It definitely was not the "win-win" situation I was hoping it to be.