The article narrates the author's anxious experience during an interview for an internship at Defector. Initially hopeful, believing in a Fibonacci sequence of mentorship, the author quickly spirals into panic, forgetting key preparation and details, which leads to an unremarkable performance. Despite having a genuine passion for the role, anxiety over being in front of prominent editors caused a significant lapse in memory and confidence. The author reflects on the intense pressure faced in high-stakes interviews and the unpredictability of such experiences.
I thought to myself: 'Oh! The EIC and three other editors—maybe they each take someone under their wing as a mentorship sort of thing.' This belief gave me some welcome hope.
I forgot everything. All my prep, all my personality, all gone. Tom asked me what fighters I liked and I just ... couldn't remember any of their names.
One hour for the opportunity of my life, and like a fucking Democrat I forgot my charisma at home and fucked up what should be the easy part.
I very nearly started crying when Lauren told me she liked my blogs. It was a mess.
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