cecilia said:
the_leander said:
I got a phone call around 10am today from the person I was to be interviewed by, it's been rescheduled for tomorrow at 14:30.
I promise you I didn't swear once, even when the phonecall ended.
Though I'd be lying if I didn't feel my arse brace for epic when the fella informed me that we wouldn't be having an interview today.
Ho hum.
holy crap, don't invest so much emotion in one interview.
back in the day when I had interviews I would go in with the attitude that if these people didn't appreciate my work ethic and talent then it was their loss. And i don't mean I walked in snotty. I just had a healthy amount of confidence. I got 90% of the jobs I went in for.
and this was all before I got the Emmy's.
just believe in yourself. you will be fine
So, I go to the interview today, I'm not feeling 100%, in fact it'd be fair to say I felt like death warmed up. But I put on a brave face.
We sit down and everything seems to be going ok - my previous experiences show up ok - I'm just the sort of guy he is looking for.
Aces!
Then I get the bombshell dropped on me.
"Well actually chances are we won't be taking anyone on for at least a month and possibly not even then."
It's at this point the area surrounding the building becomes quiet, as if some natural disaster is about to hit. Birds no longer chirp, people stop and look around. A feeling of fear pervades.
Me: <nothing, not a single movement, not so much as a twitch>
In fact it's the sort of stillness usually reserved for predators who are about to give a herbivore a really shitty day.
Interviewer: <oblivious to the still silence that abounds in the office> "I just wanted to see what kind person you were."
In the back of my head a warning light flicks on <ohshit> the one next to it reads <WAR> and is reserved for almighty hairballs not usually seen outside of football riots. This guy is a hairs breadth from being spread across the office like strawberry jam.
"But now I have you here, I'll tell you what I'm going to do, I've a bunch of mates who are also into this game who are taking on. So what I'm going to do, is give them a bell".
My brain frantically attempts to fall back to a peace setting and all I can come up with is "buh?" A moment later I manage to get out "Thanks very much!" as my brain resets to defcon 5. I'm dizzy, I'm in shock, I'm running a temperature of 104 and rising.
He then proceeds to phone up several companies and get the lay of the land - I now have the contact details for a half dozen companies and a recommendation from this guy.
I'm so far beyond shock at this point it isn't funny.
I leave wondering wtf just happened. But happy that I have some leads.
And then I get home and start hallucinating. I crash harder than an unpatched Win95 box and well I woke up about an hour ago with a splitting headache, but no more temperature.
So yeah, was an interesting day.
How is everyone else?
