I would imagine an interview or an audition to be like a slap across the face. If I were to slap you across the face right now, there would be a 99.9% chance that you would not die. That’s easy enough to follow. There would also be an equal probability that you would feel humiliated, angered, shocked, and confused. You’d might ask, “Why?” You’d might even respond in kind, though I wouldn’t advise it. Several seconds of pain and confusion would pass before you’d come to your senses and remembered why you sat for what was essentially a humiliation. You need the job. You need the part. You need the promotion.
Perhaps you had a to-do list on the day I slapped you across the face. In the nano-seconds following the slap, the list goes out of the window. The list is important. You should know, you made it. Gym, Tan, Laundry; groceries, pharmacy, clothes; chiropractor, new shoes, and “must stand in line for the new iMicrowave by Pear” — the list is a must. A few minutes after the slap, you “wake up”, and continue with your to-do list, wherever you left off. Life must go on.
An interview or an audition won’t kill you. It will most likely make you feel humiliated, inadequate, and confused. Either one might even “hurt” in the proverbial sense, but you won’t die.
I have several interviews lined up for opportunities that feel more like necessities as of late. I’ve been on the receiving end of a literal slap across the face in the past. It’s a feeling for which I don’t lack any familiarity. And while I’m not looking forward to the feelings associated following the assault, what choice do I have? Life must go on, and my to-do list is long.