Was it good for you?

I've always found an odd similarity between dating and job hunting.  The highs, the lows, the overanalyzing.  The paranoia. You know when you go on a first date?  You get all dolled up.  You're nervous, the butterflies are a-fluttering.  If you're lucky, after a few awkward fits and starts you might have a nice time.   You have a few drinks, laugh a bit, and come away remembering you're kind of a hot cookie.  

The next day you ride the high--a spring in your step, a flip in your hair-do, a sly smile to yourself as you remember how his hand brushed your knee.  

The day after that you're still pretty chipper, but the bloom is off the rose a touch.  You begin to wonder when he'll call.

By day three post-date you start going over the date in your head.  By the afternoon, you're going over the date with  your friends.

Day four and you hate the guy.

Does this sound anything like job hunting?  A good interview can boost spirits like nobody's business. But then, a week later you're wondering what went wrong.  I am in this situation right now.  Three weeks, one email, one voicemail later (all sent, none received) and I am scanning my outbox for accidental forwards to the interviewer calling her a tool.  

And I thought I was leaving this behind when I got married.