Interview in NYC

After an almost completely sleepless night, I got out of bed at 6 this morning and got ready for my interview at F* & W*. In lieu of a narrative description, here's a timeline of the day's events.

6:02-6:22 - Showered, Shaved, Dressed, etc.
6:23 - Left home for train station
6:43-6:52 - Arrived at train station; parked; bought ticket, New Yorker, and bottle of water
6:55 - Boarded train bound for Grand Central Station
7:13 - Train departed from New Haven
8:59 - Train arrived in New York
9:00-9:20 - Walked from Grand Central to magazine's office on 6th Avenue
9:25 - Arrived at F* & W* office on the 9th floor
9:30 - Greeted by the W* E* of the magazine, proceeded to her office
9:31-9:41 - Interviewed with W* E* (shared stories of our past lives in Toledo)
9:42-9:52 - Interviewed with S* E* (grudgingly admitted that I have little to no knowledge of wine, but was enthusiastic about learning)
9:55 - Shown the door
10:10 - Arrived at Grand Central, bought and ate a muffin
10:46 - Boarded train bound for New Haven
11:07 - Train departed from New York
12:55 - Train arrived in New Haven

I'm not really sure why I just wrote out that timeline. I think I was intending to make the point that I made a 7 hour excursion for a 21 minute interview.

I'm not sure how I feel about my chances for this job. It seemed like they were looking for someone with a broad base of knowledge about wine. And I'm not sure I did a stellar job of convincing them that I am a fast learner.

One interesting note: I gave the W* E* a few writing samples, and among them was a movie review I'd written. We began talking about my interest in film, and she casually mentioned a conversation that she'd had with her "friend P* T*" (the movie critic for R* S*). I'm currently mentally drafting an email in which I thank her for considering me for the position at F* & W*, tell her I understand that I'm just not a good fit, and ask her if she wouldn't mind showing my movie review to Mr. T*.