I have just been for my second interview of the day. It lasted hours! It wasn’t like one of those big group interviews when they invite a hundred students and ask them what kind of animal or superhero they would liken themselves to. It was just me, on my own…let’s ask her three hundred obscure questions.
What is all that about? To be honest, the interviewer had such an astonishing poker face, I have no idea what he thinks of me, whether he thinks I will suit the role.
There was a stage when a thought ran through my mind:
“If this is the interview before I ever start the job…can you imagine what team meetings must be like???”
I am so exhausted by that marathon interview that I think that for me it is a no…the interview has completely put me off that role, even though it is for a much larger salary.
But there was something else…as I was leaving I started to get a feel for the area where the business is based. There are government buildings down one side of the road and tourist attractions all the way down the other. Right in the heart of Pea-soup City. The middle of the big chokey smoke. Now I am breathing easy after escaping the mire and murk of the City Centre.
It was the murky air that I noticed first…and then the putrid fumes of rose petal tuna fish peppery puffs wafting from the roll ups held by various individuals leaning against walls. I can still smell it in my hair and on my dress.
The interview was draining, the area was dingy…I did not like it. I took 46 minutes to travel there, 52 minutes on the return journey. I am just sure that this is not going to work. And after the interview went so well this morning, what can I say?
I don’t want to travel into the middle of the big smoke every day…it’s yucky. I think I am happier working in a relatively more easy-going London suberb.
Aaaah…well this is what interviews are all about. They have the chance to scrutinise you and, I guess you also have the chance to suss them out and detect if they are going to make your life miserable.
I just remembered I have a post all about interviews:
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Thank you to The Haunted Wordsmith for another beautiful photo prompt.
And…yuck it was still hot….hot in the city…tonight…
…which of course brought this back to mind…