I could use the ju-ju

I have a job interview this afternoon at 1pm, the position title is ‘Facilitator/Coach’, it’s working with folks involved in the criminal justice system, stepping down from higher to lower levels of, I suppose, observation. I don’t have a real sense of it. In the Zoom interview last week I said I hoped I would receive an offer for an in-person performance – I said I liked interviews ’cause I get to play in them. Probably a goofy comment trying to land a job.

I received by email the address of the interview yesterday, and also a note that the interview would begin with a “role play” in which one of the interviewers would act as a disruptive group member and me as the, um, ‘Facilitator’ of the group. Sort of weird to tell me 24 hours ahead of time. But, I live in a world of ‘Don’t-know mind’, so I’ll put on some of my very few articles of clothing not a t-shirt or jeans and roll up Glisan by 1p and see what happens.

It’s a 12-hour a week job, which is the outer reaches of as many hours as I want to/am willing to have a job with a boss and a time card and that work stuff. I could use the money and can also exist in a world of poverty just fine. It’s getting to help people – and I think I’m pretty okay doing that – therefore helping to save the planet. I will be surprised if there aren’t other candidates with more direct, related experience. So I better have a few tricks up my sleeves. Or roll up my sleeves with what you see is what you get.

I’ve decided I’m going to go to the Rhody Garden in a little while and go sit on my bench. Just sit there, wide open to the day, perhaps gather just a smidge of that wonder and magic I know there to bring into what feels like maybe a funky interview. And here’s something – the Dr. John song “Such a Night” came to visit me early yesterday and hung around the whole day, and I made a deal as host to work it into this afternoon’s check-me-out setting.

Ah, getting to wake up to a brand new Friday.