So here's my theory. Bad Cop was not a fan. She's concerned that I am going to get bored in this position. I know this because she mentioned it twice. Asked me three different times if I had issues with being told to do something that was "beneath" me. A specific example she used was putting away office supplies since there is not an admin. My response was "I'm here to be part of a team. I will do whatever I can to help this office run smoothly."
I was confident. Because I know I can do this job. I have had jobs far more challenging than this one. But this is the job I want right now. This job will allow me to work, yet still be there for my kids when it counts. When Boo starts kindergarten next year, I can start thinking about stepping up a ladder. Right now I am willing to commit to a position I may very well be overqualified for in order to get my foot in the door and begin the process of learning a new business. I am fully aware I will be committed to this job for a year. I want to be committed for a minimum of a year.
I realize now it's not personal, it's business. I'm gonna have to go to the mattresses. Fight. Fight to the death. Third interview Wednesday. Time to bust out the big guns. Yes my friends, time to bust out the boots. So I can kick some ass properly.
I'm not messing around anymore. It's on. It's on like Donkey Kong. You want a third interview? I'll give you a third interview. It's gonna be the greatest third interview you have ever experienced. You're gonna hear angels sing. You're gonna see stars. You're gonna weep.
Or I will. It could go either way.