I drove to Dallas on Sunday, there were several thunderstorms along the way and I pulled off the highway to wait out the downpour. I do not like driving in strong wind, strong rain and whipsawing semis speeding beside me. There was no rush to get to Dallas, the interview was scheduled for 11:00 on Monday. When I finally got to Dallas I drove around downtown to find the Federal Building, where my PC interview would be the next day. I was pleased to see such a lively place. People on a Sunday afternoon walking around, lots of shops, restaurants and museums open. So I decided to spend lots of money and get a hotel room downtown. NO WAY! There was a Mary Kay convention going on. No room at the Inn for this girl. I ended up driving back eastward about 10 miles to find a motel. And stayed there. Dinner at Denny’s instead of some fun local bistro.
Monday morning was lovely, I thought I allowed plenty of time to drive back to Dallas so I could explore a bit and fiind a neat place to eat lunch after the interview. It took 45 minutes to get there. Why didn’t I notice the road construction signs the day before? Who pays attention to little orange signs along the road when nothing is happening? Not I. By the time I got to the Federal Building and found a reasonable parking spot it was 10:40.
I believe in being early, never late. I sat in the PC office for 25 minutes before my interview. One thing I have to learn is time is unimportant in third world countries, my first minor lesson happened.
The interview was great, we watched a video about Peace Corps. Duh. Linda (my recruiter) then had a list of questions and had to type my answers on her laptop. It was funny, after most of my answers she said “Great” and some she said “Okay”. Hey I’m not great all the time. Ah, well.
But I do have scarce skill sets! Imagine that. My years of living in poverty as an organic market gardener are scarce skills. OOh. Yay. So I should be nominated for Farm Management/Agribusiness – Pacific Island region departing April 2008. I like that.
Applying to the Peace Corps is a lengthy process. I hope I make it.