I’ve been away for the last two days. I know that. And yes,
I have been feeling guilty for neglecting this thingy, blog- stuff. And yes,
there was a moment of “Am I going to stick to anything in my life?” but then I
told myself that I will write when I feel like it and there’s no need to feel
guilty.
This has been the worst day ever. I had two job interviews.
First interview: one of the best PR companies in the
country, an interesting position that can be an actual career.
Second interview: a kitchenware shop that needs a clerk.
Guess which one I got?
Actually the first place told me that they will call me back
if I get it in the next few days. Right. Then again the interview was…not so
well, so I’m not surprised she didn’t tell me “OH! WE WANT YOU! WE WANT YOU
NOW! TAKE US!”… or something close to these lines. Why am I not confident that
I did well? Let me tell you how it went…
I arrive, on time (you can call me anything but not
punctual) to a small office in southern TLV. I have no idea what the job is
about, something about assisting this PR thing, how hard can that be? I kind of
googled the place but then got lazy and didn't read about it. So I’m thinking,
this is a bad area in the city, an assistant job, I don’t need to work hard for
it really. So I get there and open an
ordinary looking glass door.
It is perfect. Everything is wooden and the lights are shiny
and the woman that sounded like a man on the phone (I actually called her sir
until she corrected me), doesn’t look like a man at all.
I’m impressed. I like wood. And its nice to know the gender
of the secretary in the office. And she doesn’t look like the spawn of the
devil that worked as a secretary in the call-center. (Seriously, that woman was
related to the red horny guy). So after getting a nice glass of cold water I am
ushered into the office of this interviewing woman. I sit down, thinking I
should have at least combed my hair in the morning.
“bcdhvbh” is what I hear from this very white woman. Yes
that’s what I have to say about her, she was white and had curly hair, maybe in
her early 30ies, I don’t really know, it was all very blurry.
“what?”
“I said, how are you doing?
“Oh! I’m ok. It’s so hot outside, just need a moment to get
myself together” I said this because I didn’t hear her and I need an excuse,
the best one is to act stupid apparently.
“Yes, yes, it’s hot
so take a moment. “ I nod and make this weird head movement towards a paper on
her table (assuming it’s my cv) that’s supposed to say ‘let’s begin'. I feel
like an idiot.
“I see that you have no experience…”
I nod “yes, I just finished my degree, but I’m willing to
learn! I’ll work much harder then experienced people, because I have something
to prove to you and I really want this” DO I? WHY AM I SAYING THIS?
“I've tried taking young people before, they thought it’s
all about clinking glasses with celebrities and no work” I shake my head
disapprovingly.
“I know it’s not like that at all. I am willing to work
hard”
“So… what do you know about our company?”NOTHING. NADA. NISHT.
“Well, not much, I tried googling you but your servers were
down” OMG.
“Really? Sounds
weird.” She opens the company’s facebook page on the computer. “We are quite a
big PR company, we work with (THE BIGGEST CELEBRITIES IN THE COUNTRY) and I need
someone who will be good with people but with back office as well”
“YADA YADA, IM GREAT WITH STUFF LOOK AT ALL MY EXPIRIANCE
AND RECOMMENDATIONS”
“YADA YADA, IM COOL AND IM GOING TO MAKE THIS HARD FOR YOU
AND ASK LOADS OF QUESTIONS ABOUT WHAT YOU DID SO FAR”.
Eventually she looks at me and says “anything else you want
to say?”. I’m thinking, this is my chance! Impress her!
“I have this fire inside me!” WHAT?? Whets wrong with me? “I
need to prove myself and I am sure I am perfect for this job.”
“I see. And is that your real hair color?” she points at my
freshly dyed red hair.
“No, but it’s also symbolic” Oh wow. It’s as if I’m trying
to sound like an idiot. “aham. I see your only 24..”
“yes, young…but fierce”. I said young but fierce. I actually
said this, to a real person.
I really don’t remember the rest of it, only that she said
that they will call me if I get the job and that she has many people to
interview. I did feel like an idiot for the rest of the day.
So still no job. And well, not a great day. Mister lover boy
hasn't been great today either. He forgot he had this poetry thing with his (stupid)
friends and now I’m stuck waiting for him and its getting cold. You see I went
to a coffee place until he’s done because he needs to drive me home. To his
parents place. Because we are grandma sitting for three weeks until they come
back from a vocation in the US. Yeah…