At that point I felt like I was right on the cusp of getting this job, but there was something more that I felt I needed to do. I offered to come up to Gillette and see the town and meet her personally.

The Monday of my last finals week ever was probably filled with the most stress I had that week: and it wasn't preparing for the tests I was soon going to have to take — because I really only had like two exams that week. It was this last interview that I thought would be the only possibility of a job offer, and that conversation just happened to be during finals week, a mere six days before graduation.