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So, today I was supposed to have an interview for a management position at Trader Joe's. My Captain (the head honcho) and every other mate I work with is throughly convinced that I would make a great mate. It took months for them to convince me that I would make a great mate and I finally decided to go ahead with the interview.

I have been trying to keep it under wraps because I don't want everyone to know but today my Captain made an announcement that I was going on my interview. Not really the attention I wanted but oh well. I get into the interview and the first question they ask me is if I'm ready to be a Captain.

And that's when it hit me...NO! I'm not!!! I kind of had a mini panic attack in my mind. I don't want to spend my whole life with Trader Joe's. Maybe this isn't what I want. So, on the drive back I got top thinking...maybe this doesn't mean this will be my life. Why not just use this as a stepping stone. I'm not back in grad school yet. And not too sure when I will be either. I have a chance to grow within the company and gain some valuable life experience.

The toughest part of this whole day was realizing that I don't see the potential that everyone else does. That's a problem. Why can't I be a mate? Hell, why can't I me a Captain? EVERYONE else around me thinks that I would be great at this!! Why don't I??

I have always been my toughest critic. I just need to have more faith in myself and see what happens. Today was a great lesson. I just a little more faith in...well me!!


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