Calm on the outside...

I heard a rumor that today was the day that a decision was being made about the job for which I applied.  I'm trying my hardest to remain calm, to project an attitude of so-be-it-ness.  I've done the best I can do, and if that isn't good enough, then there must have been a better candidate.

But I want this job.  Badly.  I think I'd make a great fit.

So my Joe Cool exterior is merely a facade, a projection of confidence and nonchalance.  Inside, I'm freaking out.  My stomach is a mess.  I'm twitchy.  I keep checking the internal job-posting site for updates to my status.  I just want to know.

I have a difficult time being patient, but patience is all I have.

So I'll wait.  Maybe there will be news sometime tomorrow.  It will be challenging to remain focused at work.

Is my face turning red?  Or am I still pretending to the world that I'm the pinnacle of calm?