But I prepped for it, big time. I read everything about the position I could find online. I learned about the philosophy of the college, examined the kinds of courses they need covered. I even learned a good deal about each of the committee members I was told would be at the interview.
I'm staying at a shithole in Pasadena because it's 50 bucks cheaper than a downtown MLA hotel, and my girlfriend drove me in with plenty of time to spare. I was dressed in clothes I cannot afford, and I left myself plenty of time for the elevator ride to the XXth floor.
I knocked at 30 seconds to 11 am, and was ushered into a very nice suite full of friendly. People.
But wait, I'm hearing the names, yes, yes, yes, but who's this 4th person?
|Damn that Glen!
"Oh, this is Glen," the search chair said. "He's been our visiting assistant professor these past 2 years, and he knows more about this new position than anyone else."
Ok, fine, I guess.
They started by talking about the position, and Glen was a big part of it. He went on at length about the duties, most of which he's been doing. There's an easy repartee among the group. It's clear they work fairly closely as each has something to add to another's explanation. It was actually a very helpful and thorough 10 minutes where the sketchy job ad came to life with some real detail. I took notes throughout, and was even more interested in the position.
At this point the chair said, "Glen, why don't you step out now."
I looked around; Glen smiles, $50 of hair product and a linen suit like you might wear if you were going to a wedding in Morocco. He came over, reached his hand out to shake mine, and then disappeared out into the hallway.
I am surprised by this and turn to the search chair who says, "Oh, Glen is also a candidate for the job. But since he knows more about the position than the rest of us, we asked him to come along so that all the candidates would benefit from his knowledge."
"And he left the room..." I started.
"Oh, yes," the chair said. "It would be poor form for him to sit in for the interview."
Everyone smiled. My throat tightened. I don't recall much after that.