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Some-Kinda-Blog-Stop Social what?
Some-Kinda-Blog-Stop Social what? | Social what? |
| Wednesday, 20 January 2010 | |
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So there I was, when someone was worrying about her adult acne, I was worrying about being girlish for my interview. I don't wear suits but this time I had to (and I have to). I wore a pant suit last night and my shoes gave me blisters less than an hour of walking in Manhattan that I had to run to Manhattan Mall to buy a pair of cheap black walking shoes before I see blood oozing on my feet (thank God, I found one that will fit in my bag). I actually have three sets of interviews. The first interview was via phone. The guy gave us then the go signal to go to the next level. The second interview was supposed to be a lunch meeting. We ended up having dinner at the O'Donnell's bar/resto in New Jersey-- just a Path-train ride away from Manhattan. I was fetched at Exchange Place by Sir N. We both headed straight to the bar to wait. We had chicken wings and some carrot sticks. He had two bottles of beer, I had one (Sir N was thinking maybe that will help me speak more when asked). At seven, the banker came. They ordered a bottle of red wine then we went down to business. After that, we ordered our food. I had vegetable lasagna, which was so good. "Okay, let's put business behind now, let's enjoy our dinner," was my cue. So, that's what they call a social interview, eh? It was informal. It was cool. The place was nice and the food was great. The conversation was all right except that I know I was being observed. And even if I was aware of that, still, I was being myself-- not talking much on interviews. And not even a bottle of beer could loosen me up, not even that of the red wine. I know I have to work on marketing myself. I have the skills, the problem is, I can't sell myself. I know. I know. We'll see how the third interview goes (this time, a more formal one and with the manager). All I know is I have to review some more. I haven't touched a PC for a long time already. What more of the Excel, MS Access, and SQL Server databases? Now, that is scary. Really scary. |
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