I write this so that everyone else can learn from my experience and discover how NOT to prepare for an interview... Today I had my interview for ACU's midwifery programme for next year. It was to be at ACU campus near Nudgee at 11:40. Knowing Brian had the refedex in his car, I carefully printed off directions from 'whereis', which told me to allow 20minutes to get there. Hating to be late for anything, I decided to leave 40 minutes early instead. 11am, I pull out of my driveway and notice my petrol guage is a little on the low side. I briefly consider filling up, but then remind myself of the 40 minutes I've allowed, and decide there's enough petrol to get there, and I'll fill up on the way home. 11:15 and things are going swimmingly, besides a lot of traffic. I'm nearly on Nudgee Road, past Breakfast Creek. I glance down at my directions and see that I need to take a right at Buchannan's Rd off Nudgee. 11:20, and I'm on Nudgee, searching frantically for this Buchannan's Road. I travel for ages, and I can't see it, and I begin to get nervous. I think back to that very first right hand turn that didn't have a sign, and decide that must have been it. I reach a roundabout and do a U turn.... 11:25 I realise that this road I'm heading back on is no longer Nudgee Road, and I have NO. IDEA. where I am. Heart starts to race. I turn up the radio, and sing along calmly, telling myself all will be well - I still have 15 minutes! 11:30 and I realise I'm hopelessly and utterly lost. I decide to bite the bullet and call ACU. Some very helpful directions are scattered in amongst the sound of my phone battery beeping it's last beeps. Did she say straight over the overpass or right underneath??? Let's go straight. 11:40...this is getting a little too rural. I think she meant go right. I stop and ask a roadworker for directions - 'sorry, Love. I live up the coast'. And a passerby - "Uh....get back on the freeway maybe?" (where the hell is the freeway from here?!) I glance at the petrol guage and it's now resting upon empty, with Nudgee Road nowhere in sight. 11:45 - This is when I begin praying. "PLEASE GOD, PLEASE let Nudgee Rd be the next one...." And there it is! ' - "God, I know you didn't actually change the roads around for me, but thank you SO MUCH anyway...." This time I keep heading along Nudgee Road like it's the yellow brick road, and NOTHING will get me to turn off... EXCEPT! 11:50 - The ACU sign ahead!!! I zoom towards it like Mecca (with arm pits pointing towards the aircon to remove the sweat marks from underneath them) and pull in...only to find the carpark completely full, bar one tiny spot at the very end. 11:55 - I get out of the car, remove my shoes and RUN towards the building (oh no...which building was it again?) Finally, E block, level B, and I'm apologising frantically. Interview itself goes swimmingly, and I say all the right things and hear lots of "excellent's". Except for that one part where I'm talking about, you know, the 'pre birth and the after birth', and one of the panel suggests "Why don't we refer to those as the antenatal and postnatal period?" "Lets", I agree, and we move on. Sounds like I've got in, and I"m given dates to write down and instructions for online application to subjects - we say our goodbyes, and I walk out sighing with relief. I get out the door, down the hallway....and realise I've left my bag behind.
But don't worry...I'm sure I'll never do that with a baby....
