I hate job interviews, they somehow feel like a big old test you can't really study for (or you probably study all the wrong things for. Didn't you do that in high school, heck in college, you sit down and study for three days only to find out you studied things you probably already knew and those things didn't end up on the test any way). I also hate them because for me, it most often feels like it's just a bunch of people looking for a reason NOT to hire you, asking you questions trying to trip you up, therefore it's almost a trick.
"So, maybe one day I come into your office and I say I need you to rearrange it so that you can't turn and face the window AND I prefer you only decorate with Unicorns, does that bother you?"
"No, windows are overrated and Unicorns are really the only creatures worth staring at for 8 hours out of my day. I love Unicorns actually, they are the best!"
Maybe it's my nature. I seem to belive that most people, if given the chance, will perform, they will approach their job as a JOB, something you do for 8 hours a day and you do well because you are getting paid, because the people are nice to you, because you have an office. Maybe it's my nature to think that people WANT to keep their jobs and they WANT to work.
Also the way I was raised... you do what you do and you do the best at it possible. You do beyond the best. My Grandmother used to say to me "I don't care what you do as long as you do it well. If you're going to be a thief, be a GOOD theif."
And maybe, that's not how people are...
Anyway, the job interview was, interesting. There were 6 people there, two that were totally on my side, one that was quiet, two that could have cared either way AND THEN one lady who was NOT on board. She fired question after question in her gruff manner. She kept piling on information like I would have no idea what she was talking about. She actually accused me of wanting "any job" and not "this job." And then she said "so what if I came up to you and told you that there is a meeting last minute and you have to pack your bags and get down there (everything is down there from here, we're about as North in california as you can get)."
And I said "that's fine. I'm a Sagittarius, it's what we do."
And she laughed. She told me she was a Capricorn and it's not what she does. She softened a little after that (but not much) and let others ask me a few questions.
And I answered.
And now I wait.
Zee Plan...
I "plan" to post at least once a week now... maybe twice if you're lucky. I might post random stuff that doesn't matter sometimes, but we'll see.
POSTING DAYS ARE MONDAYS because most people spend their Monday's reading stuff on the internet any way.
*All statements subject to change without notice. No returns or exchanges. Not to be used as a flotation device. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
POSTING DAYS ARE MONDAYS because most people spend their Monday's reading stuff on the internet any way.
*All statements subject to change without notice. No returns or exchanges. Not to be used as a flotation device. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
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