This past Friday (January 25th) I, Liz, took a trip to Tallahassee in order to take a “written exam” for a position as a crime intelligence analyst. The woman who called me about the exam was very vague and I had absolutely no idea what I was about to encounter, just that I needed to be in Tallahassee by 10:00am and not a minute later.
The first thing I did when making plans for my trip was head on over to Google Maps so I could figure out how long it would take to get from Jacksonville to Tallahassee since I had never been before. According to them it would take me roughly 2 hours and 45 minutes to go the 170 miles. I figured I would leave Jacksonville at 6:00am so I could have time to find my way around the city without feeling rushed.
Of course, as usual, plans change. I didn’t end up leaving Jacksonville until 6:30am (it always takes me longer to get ready than I think it will; especially when it is that early in the morning). I headed on my way hoping that I would make it to Tallahassee by 9:30am so I could find my way and not be late.
My drive over there was very smooth and very relaxing. I spent some time listening to some new songs I had just purchased from iTunes the night before. I also spent some time with the Lord trying to figure out His plans for my life. I didn’t have any revelations at the time though and I am still waiting for His response!
I made it to Tallahassee in good time (two and a half hours) and was able to head over to the local Panera to get some breakfast and spend a little time gaining my composure. I also changed into some nicer clothes to make a better first impression at the agency. After Panera I headed over to the agency (sorry for the anonymity) to take the “written exam.”
I checked in and was told to have a seat. A few more people came in and stated they were there to take the written exam for the analyst position; they were told to wait as well. Now, it was almost 10:00am. A woman told us (the ones there to take the exam) to follow her. I counted the people. Including me, there were six of us (five women and one man).
We followed her through some doors and then down a hall. Then we took an elevator up to the 3rd floor. Then we went down another hall. We entered a room where there were already about six other people waiting to take the exam for the analyst position. That’s when I started getting nervous. I felt okay competing with five other people for the one position, but competing with more than ten people for the one position made me a little anxious!
We each took a seat in front of a blank notepad and waited for further instructions. One of the three women seated at the front of the room stood to address us. She gave a little background about the position and what type of work the position would include. She then informed us that we would each be given a synopsis of a case and we would be required to write an investigative report. We were told they would not be able to answer any questions and that we would be graded on grammar, spelling, punctuation, content, etc. We would have 45 minutes to complete the report.
The top candidates from the written exam would be placed in the job pool for the next part of the application process. If we did not hear from them by this upcoming Friday (February 1st), we should contact them in order to get more information about our status in the application process. This made me more nervous. Not only was I competing with a bunch of other people for one position, I might not even get to the next step in the process.
That’s when it hit me. Why should I be nervous? I have been praying throughout this entire job search and application process. God knows my desires and He also knows His plans for my life. If I am not meant for this position, it won’t happen. If God has the desire for me to be in this position, things will work out. Right then I calmed down. It was exactly what I needed.
I wrote my investigative report and had time to spare. I read and re-read my report. I made any corrections I felt needed to be made and I turned it in. At times I second guess my report. Should I have done this a little different or should I have included that? But, in the end, I know I did the best I could considering I don’t have any prior experience writing investigative reports and I had no clue what type of written exam I would be taking.
I went to Panera for lunch and then drove back to Jacksonville; I got home about 2:00pm. Now, I am playing the waiting game. Will I be contacted for an interview or maybe even further testing? Only God knows. Please continue to pray for me during this process. Pray for my patience and that God’s will be done in my life.
In the meantime, I wait to hear from this agency and any of the other agencies I have applied to. I will definitely be keeping everyone updated on what is going on in my job search.