Somebody help me find my A game.
This interview did not go well. I thought I was doing pretty good until they ask that one question that is so simple, but your mind is on a different track, so what comes out of you mouth is nonsense. Ugh!
"What is the most important part of writing a letter?" I yammered on about the tone in which it is written and blah blah blah. I didn't think too much about it, despite thinking I'd seen "a look" on the interviewer's face. So then I am sent down stairs for testing.
"Take the winding staircase to room 270 and tell them you're there for testing". I ask as I walk out of the room.... "270 right?" ..... "yes 270".
I started to go down the escalator but thought, I'll bet this is part if the test. They are watching me. Can I follow directions? So down the stairs I go. Those of you who know me well know that I hate stairs. Not because I am afraid of the exercise but because I am a klutz and have fallen down nearly every set of stairs I have encountered. The stairs at my apartment, at my parents' home, at school... etc. Even with a line backing up behind me, I make it down and look for room 270. 270. 270.
There it is... and go walking up to it with a purpose and try to push it open and nearly smack into it. It's locked. I look embarrassed and notice a sign on the other door. USE THIS DOOR. So I go over to it and bang. It's locked too. Just then a man walks out of the room so I slip in behind him. As I walk up to the reception desk, a lady walks out of the back and says (very agitated). "Who told you to come to this room"? I stumble around trying to think of the name of the interviewer and having the paper with the benefits on it she says, still angrily "is it on that paper?" "No, but her name is..." "Your the third person today who has come in here looking for that room"! She then walks me to the door and says with attitude, "I'm calling her and telling her to stop giving out this number. You need to go to the other side if the building". Well, this is not going to improve my standing by snitching on the interviewer and getting her chewed out by a very angry little woman.
So I cross the lobby to the other room when I am sitting down to the computer to start my testing, the list of areas comes on screen. As I scan I see spelling and grammar. OH CRAP! That's what I should have answered that question with! Well it's not a wonder I didn't think of it. I did well on everything but failed miserably on that one. Lousy spelling and a snitch. Don't think they will be calling me.
This interview did not go well. I thought I was doing pretty good until they ask that one question that is so simple, but your mind is on a different track, so what comes out of you mouth is nonsense. Ugh!
"What is the most important part of writing a letter?" I yammered on about the tone in which it is written and blah blah blah. I didn't think too much about it, despite thinking I'd seen "a look" on the interviewer's face. So then I am sent down stairs for testing.
"Take the winding staircase to room 270 and tell them you're there for testing". I ask as I walk out of the room.... "270 right?" ..... "yes 270".
I started to go down the escalator but thought, I'll bet this is part if the test. They are watching me. Can I follow directions? So down the stairs I go. Those of you who know me well know that I hate stairs. Not because I am afraid of the exercise but because I am a klutz and have fallen down nearly every set of stairs I have encountered. The stairs at my apartment, at my parents' home, at school... etc. Even with a line backing up behind me, I make it down and look for room 270. 270. 270.
There it is... and go walking up to it with a purpose and try to push it open and nearly smack into it. It's locked. I look embarrassed and notice a sign on the other door. USE THIS DOOR. So I go over to it and bang. It's locked too. Just then a man walks out of the room so I slip in behind him. As I walk up to the reception desk, a lady walks out of the back and says (very agitated). "Who told you to come to this room"? I stumble around trying to think of the name of the interviewer and having the paper with the benefits on it she says, still angrily "is it on that paper?" "No, but her name is..." "Your the third person today who has come in here looking for that room"! She then walks me to the door and says with attitude, "I'm calling her and telling her to stop giving out this number. You need to go to the other side if the building". Well, this is not going to improve my standing by snitching on the interviewer and getting her chewed out by a very angry little woman.
So I cross the lobby to the other room when I am sitting down to the computer to start my testing, the list of areas comes on screen. As I scan I see spelling and grammar. OH CRAP! That's what I should have answered that question with! Well it's not a wonder I didn't think of it. I did well on everything but failed miserably on that one. Lousy spelling and a snitch. Don't think they will be calling me.
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