Since graduating college in 2004, I have had quite the difficulty with finding suitable employment. Of course, have two pregnancies during the years that followed really didn’t help my cause. You see, I am a paralegal. Well…. rather, trying to be one. When I found out I was pregnant with my last child I was really searching for work, I mean… really SEARCHING. I looked everywhere and when I finally interviewed with a firm, it was pretty local to my home town. I never told the potential employer during the interview process about the impending pregnancy. I chose to withhold that information because I have seen how employers have discriminated against women who were expecting, and I did not want that to happen to me. So, I withheld info. Granted, I probably shouldn’t have, but figured, if they offer me job then I will need to tell them, and if not, they didn’t use the info to not offer me the job. Well as it turned out, they did offer me the job. I was so excited, so happy that I was finally able to get into what I thought was a decent firm and not have to drive into the city. It worked all around. Until the bomb. When I told them I’d be happy to take the job….but…. It sealed my fate. Needless to say, I didn’t wind up working there. Now, I could have sued them for discrimination because they offered me a job, and reneged upon my telling them I was expecting. It was the right thing to do mind you. BUT considering the potential employer never gave me a written offer, it more than likely would have turned into a “he said, she said” game, something that I didn’t want to involve myself in. Not to mention, the attorney fees to handle such a claim.
So after that, I did receive an offer. It was for a small firm in the city, and it was something that under normal circumstances not something I would have taken. You see, when you are working, you become slightly more picky as to what you can take. When you’re not, well you take what is given to you. So having not been working, and being offered the job, I was more than happy to take it. That was two years ago. In June, my supervising attorney passed away, and as such, my job went with him. Now that I am looking for work again, and in these tough times, I am finding it more difficult to find something.
I interviewed with a wonderful place, in the city, and went in, and had a great interview. It lasted an hour, and the partner was quite impressed with my credentials. I left there thinking ok, not bad. You know when you get a feeling that something actually went right, you believe its a good thing. In this case, it was a good thing, because two days later, I received a call back. I was estactic. It was for a second interview, this time with the attorney I would be working for.
That interview last 20 minutes. I was nervous. How can I be the one they would choose if my interview only lasted 20 minutes? My husband had thought it was more of a meet and greet, as the professional side of things was done during the first interview. I had thought this would be a great opportunity, that my connections in the business and my recommendations would be just enough to put me over the top. I had even sent thank you letters to each individual I had interviewed with, just to tell them that I had appreciated their time, and believe that I would fit in rather nicely there.
I got the No Thank you letter over the weekend. Which makes me wonder, was it my lack of experience that did me in? Or was there something I said or did during the interview which made them look elsewhere, despite them being “really impressed with what you have to offer a potential employer”?
I don’t expect an answer, I will never know really, but I thought I would pose this question out to the oblivion. What could I have done differently? 
