Andrew's Interview

Sitting here in a Starbucks in Everett, Washington (North of Seattle) waiting for Andrew to finish his final interview with this company. He might know by the end of the day if he has the job. It's hard to focus on school work. He might be done in half an hour or he might be done in an hour and a half. I'm jittery. We applied to an apartment this morning. It's beautiful, top floor lots of light less than 10 years old. I go so far as to call it posh.
Andrew will know by tomorrow if he has the job. It seems really likely. He already had and hour long phone interview. This is supposed to be like one last final check to see if his skills match his resume. They're going to have him design something in solidworks and he's the only one they're interviewing at this point. At least that's my impression... but people lie. They can mis-communicate. I think I'm more nervous than Andrew. His interview is supposed to be 2 to 3 hours long. Here's what Andrew said to me this about ten minutes before he drove off to go to the interview.
I was fussing with his shirt. He shoed me away from my fussing, leaned back in his chair and stretched. I must say he looked spiffy in his gray suite. "Do you know how I deal with anxiety?" he asked grinning.
"How?" I asked.
"I don't worry."
harr harr.... but true. That's the best way to deal if you can.