Why I'm bad at interviews.

I just got out of an interview a few moments ago with Stanford Management Co., Stanford University's investment and management department's affiliated entity. I don't know about you but, a 30 minute interview is rather short. Actually, TOO SHORT. I'm guessing that my flaws have stuck out like a sore thumb the moment I walked in. Maybe I'm second guessing myself and I was a total hit! I could have been so interesting and so qualified for the position that they didn't need to continue asking me questions because I was their answer! Who knows, I can never be too sure. Buuuuuuuuuuuuut I'm convinced that the reasons as to why I'm bad at interviews are the following:

• I do not lie well-- Despite my rapid reactions to nagging phone calls from parents clarifying several excuses as to why I'm not home at a specific hour, I cannot lie. Interviewer: So where do you see yourself in 5 years from now? Me: Uh, well... after grad school I'd like to be working with children, or teaching english overseas. Conscious: What the hell were you thinking? Did you not read any of those interview tip documents your temp agency sent you? You're supposed to lie and say that you're interested in working in corporate or working in a fast paced environment and explain all that potential growth mambo--- something pertaining to that field, duh! TRUTH IS: I don't really know where I see myself in the next 5 years and quite honestly, I love that I don't know even though I cringe at the idea of instability. I don't think anyone really knows what they'll be doing in the next 5 years so fuck that question, next!
• I make eye contact-- Yes, it freaks people out but it shows that I'm listening intently. But then there's that ceasing plateau where I just stop listening and exhude this blank stare. Then, once I regain consciousness again, I stare then look around which ruins my train of thought.
  
• I ramble-- I seem to go into chronic rambling/preach mode when I respond to interview questions. I talk about myself to the point of boredom which leads me to looking even more unprofessional. It's not the self-centered talk or anything, but more rambling on about past experiences in the work force-- just those things not pertaining to the actual question being asked. Oh god.
• I fidget & sweat-- No explanation needed here. My nerves take over me.
  

I really hope to get this job just because of the growth opportunities and it doesn't hurt to have Stanford University's management dept. on my resume, right? Despite the fact that it's all the way in Menlo Park. I guess I'll have to wait until Monday to figure out if I got the job. Woopty-doo, muhfucka.