This morning I had an impromptu telephone interview with a recruiter for a staffing agency. The woman on the other end of the line was named Celeste.
And as much as I love talking about prior employment and “selling myself,” I was having a difficult time focusing my attention on this potential employer’s questions.
All I wanted to know was when I could ask this woman out for a drink.
It was her voice. Her name. The way I could hear her smiling on the other end of the phone. The way she stumbled over her words when I started asking her questions.
It was just casual flirting in the guise of an offer for employment.
And a fabulous way to start Thursday…