I knew I was going to get my first post-interview decision (from one of my top choices) around noon. I was in a basement computer lab debugging a code for a final project to try to distract myself, but as it got closer and closer to noon I could feel my adrenaline start to rise. Mind you, this place is a dungeon devoid of light and happiness - a haven of unfriendly engineers where you get shushed for typing too loudly. The clock crept past 12 and I'm on the verge on a nervous breakdown. I'm panicking about being rejected and I need to see a friendly face. I can't cry in front of these people - emotions do not exist in the computing center. I'm about to bail out and go find somewhere else to be when I glance up and happen to see a close friend and teammate had come in and sat down a few rows over.
So I essentially accost my friend and bless her- she did a fantastic job of calming me down and chatting with me for a few minutes. We're gossiping about team drama and her future plans when it happens - 12:17 PM - THE EMAIL. And the one-line preview starts with "It is a p..."
I TOTALLY lose my chill and yell "IT IS A P! IT IS A PLEASURE! A PLEASURE!" while gesturing aggressively at my phone in an "I'm tellin' you" fashion. Then, quieter: "you're darn right it's a pleasure"
A few seconds later I got it together enough to actually open the e-mail, do a little happy dance, and hug my friend. Then I stood up, looked around at the sea of annoyed faces, and walked out and up the two flights of stairs to the daylight. Called my parents and cried, called my best friend and cried, called my coach and cried. I had left my jacket in the dungeon, so this is all while pacing around the quad like a madwoman in a t-shirt in December.
About 10 minutes later my heart rate was back below 180 so I decided it was time to descend back to actually get some work done. No one was too happy to see the loud, overexcited white chick re-enter the pits of cold mathematical despair. But I didn't stop smiling the whole day 🙂