That being said, I don't feel like my interview went so well. It only lasted 10 minutes, and I didn't have a good answer for my 5 year plan and don't feel like I conveyed well why I wanted the job. I had understood in the last interview that only the person chosen for the job would meet with the dean of the school, but I think I was mistaken. It sounded like he was meeting with several people. We'll see.
Furthermore, the random man I thought might be my spiritual guru told me he was in love me yesterday, which doesn't make me happy at all. Then he got all moody and upset because I didn't want to cancel my plans this weekend to spend more time with him. Today he left a message saying he was morally obligated to tell me that I was in love with my brother. Jesus Christ!
A few thoughts. First, let me describe the scene from yesterday. I met Christophe (formerly known as my spiritual guru) for coffee, and he gave me a post card with the lyrics of Bryan Adams' I Do it For You. In my head, all I could think was, "Oh shit!" I told him that nothing had changed for me since our first meeting and that I wanted to be clear that I was only looking for a friendship. We then went to an organization that's called "Si on se parlait," which translates to "If we talked to each other." I know what I'm about to say is wrong, but here I go: I felt like I was on the Island of Misfit Toys. I'd been wondering where the obese and handicapped people in France were hiding, and I found them. And something about not fitting in in a culture that is big into not going too far outside the box has made them a little weird. There was even a little Asian man who was balding but had long hair and was missing teeth, and he bowed at people. Actually, some of them seemed very nice, but between two of them having a screaming match and Christophe singing I Do it For You to me in front of everyone, I felt a little uncomfortable. Really, I can't explain it exactly, but I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone.
Second thought, I'm going to have to develop new tactics for talking to strangers in France. The percentage of strange people to normal people is growing. It's not a culture where you talk to strangers, so I really need to keep that in mind. It is one of my favorite activities, so I doubt I'll stop all together, but I may reconsider giving out my phone number.
Third thought, I don't regret any of it. I learned a few things from Christophe. He sent me a message when I needed it about remembering that the Universe was out to help me. I've also learned that sometimes it's ok to just cut people off. I tend to want to give people lots of chances because I believe people are inherently good and have something to offer and teach me. I still believe that, but again, that does not necessarily mean that I need to be friends will all of them. So, tonight, when my cell phone minutes are free, I will call him and tell him that I don't want to continue this relationship as friends or otherwise.
Fourth thought, the whole thing is pretty damn funny. As I listened to his message again and wrote this blog, I laughed out loud. Good grief! The situations I get myself into. That is what life is all about, though...laughing and learning.
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