As I got close to the Embassy Suites, where Lincoln Financial Group was holding
their interviews, I felt myself get tense. "What if people are in the lobby and they see me in jeans? Would that make a bad impression?" After a long debate with myself, I decided that it was nearly midnight and that people would not be awake. I walked into the lobby, got my room key and went up. We all had our own suite so it was clear that Lincoln had some money to spend. As I tried to fall asleep, I became more and more restless. I began thinking about all the things that could go wrong. I couldn't sleep. 3am rolled around.
Then 6am. At 7am I got up, showered, put my suit on and walked out of the room. I
immediately turned around because I realized that I had forgotten my name tag. As I tried to open the door with the plastic key, I realized I was trembling so bad that I could not get the stupid key in the door. I finally managed to enter the room and get my name tag and I proceeded to stab my finger with the safety pin of the tag. The pin kept slipping because my palms were sweaty. I took a deep breath, cleaned myself, cursed myself for being clumsy, and went downstairs to eat.
The elevator doors opened and I saw over 150 people in the lobby. I nearly fainted. I felt like my lungs would not expand and for a second everything went black. I quickly walked over to the bathroom and slapped myself a couple of times. Splashing cold water on my face would have been out of the question given that I was wearing mascara. I asked myself to get a grip (several times) and walk out of the bathroom. I was so nervous that I hung my head and walked over to the food hoping to avoid any eye contact. I looked at the food and I wanted to eat because I was hungry, but my nausea got in the way. I finally had to look up and then I saw the rest of the name tags. "OH MY GOD!" Cornell, University of Penn., Princeton, Yale, Columbia. I wanted to start crying but there were too...