Confident, not cocky

Job interviews, how dost loathe thee? Let me count the ways. I'm mixing up my references and I'm sure murdering the Shakespearean (?) language or something. Shakespeare was never my thang. But seriously, job interviews really suck "donkey balls," as a colleague of mine would say. I feel like it becomes a match of "how much do you want this job?" I fully expect them to start bringing out jars of live beetles for me to toss back—and maybe that would be easier. Stay tuned. All systems and creativeness on hold.