A few days ago, I had my first mammogram. It was not fun. It was not godawful. It was one of those necessary evils of getting older, and I had put mine off a few years after I was supposed to have my first one.
Interviews are not fun. They aren't godawful. They're a necessary thing (I won't call them an evil). They're important. And despite my years of human resources experience, I have butterflies about today. Not great-big-leaping-in-the-stomach-fish, just butterflies.
Deep breath.
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