I had three interviews this week. One of them went crappily, but that's OK because I concluded that I didn't really want the job anyway - lousy company, I didn't like the people, and I would have to drive about 80,000 miles each way to work. The other two went much better. I officially got called for a second interview on one, and was unofficially told that I'll probably be called next week for a second interview on the other. So, as Meat Loaf once told us in song, two out of three ain't bad.
I've got two other interviews lined up next week, in addition to the seconds.
I've got two other interviews lined up next week, in addition to the seconds.