My husband’s grandma doesn’t believe me when I talk about the interview for my tenure-track job. She thinks I’m exaggerating when I say it lasted for two entire days, beginning with dinner and unfolding over roughly 36 hours. It was filled with meetings. I spoke to deans. I spoke to faculty. I spoke to graduate students. I spoke to staff. I gave a 45-minute presentation. I taught a class. Immediately after the class, I talked to more faculty. Then I went out to dinner again. When they say dinner isn’t an interview, they’re lying. Everything you do, up to the minute your escort drops you off at the departure gate, influences whet…