So, as mentioned on the previous post (Japan: The Interview), after I went in for the interview, I had to wait for the Head of Recruitment to call me and confirm, once again, that I did not have an obvious foreign accent.
A week passed as I was waiting for my call. In the meantime, my friend Fred had had an interview with a school and had already got an answer in just a few days.
But on Friday morning I got a call. I checked the screen and saw a long foreign number and instantly knew: it’s them! I had just woken up and was still lazily eating my breakfast in front of the TV, so I was not mentally ready for it. I swallowed dry and answered the phone. Continue reading