Okay, so last night I get my currently unemployed (except for an outside contracting gig that doesn’t pay all my bills) home to find a message on my answering machine from about 7 pm — a barely comprehensible one due to the accent. Fortunately, there’s an accompanying e-mail as I’d hoped. It was from a recruiter whose company works with a very large and very well known company based less than an hour north of me. It’s for a job whose duties aren’t really what I’ve done before, but it brushes up close enough to seem manageable at first instinct. I reply with my interest.
9:30 this morning I get a call from the recruiter. Apparently, this job pays $11 an hour — way less than I’ve made in a long time. I say that’s okay, figuring this’ll give me time to consider, and I can just change my mind later. He says he sent me an e-mail confirming this is okay with me, and for the reason mentioned earlier, I figure I’ll answer it later in the day when I’ve had time to think.
He calls back a little before noon, wondering about the reply. I tell him that I was thinking about it, and he tells me that they want me to go in for an interview — at 2 pm this afternoon! I’m kind of startled that when they said this was an “urgent” position, that it was THIS urgent.
So while I’m processing this, I get a third call from the recruiter’s onsite manager, who tells me that there are five positions, and that he pretty much guarantees I’ll get the job if I interview for it. After some agonizing, I call him back to accept the interview, with less than two hours to go before the start time, but the hiring manager had a doctor’s appointment, so they’re rescheduling for tomorrow, same time. This actually gives me time to think.
I’m not at my best under pressure, and this was some heavy time pressure. Things are moving way faster than I thought they would, and the low pay plus the pace plus the fact that if I hadn’t been contacted for this first, I might not have applied for a job with these duties (well, I might have, in a “might as well” casual way) have “poisoned” me against this whole thing before I even get started.
My financial situation is not horrible (I have substantial savings left), but I could obviously use a job. That’s the only reason why I’m still considering this whole thing to begin with.
Obviously, my considerations of all this has been a little panicked and disjointed because of the time pressure. Now that it’s relieved somewhat, any thoughts to help me catch my breath and think rationally about this?