Post Interview
Before I begin talking about my interview, let me just say I had a fantastic time at Perversion yesterday. Got to wear my new outfit, hung out with friends. I'll make a separate entry on that and upload new pictures.
Anyway, so I drove back to San Diego with all my buddies still sporting smeared black eyeliner. Dropped them off around 11:00am @ Escondido. Rushed back home because I still needed to take a shower, get ready for my 2:00pm interview. No problemo, I get home in time look super spiffy. Since I'm still tired from all the dancing from the club, I really didn't have the engery to feel nervous. Which is good because it's been forever since I've spoken Japanese.
My fiance Brian lets me borrow his car, aka "the Geek Mobile", as to facilitate my day since it's got the GPS coolness and all. Had no problems getting there. So the office mangager recognizes me and takes me to the interview room and asks if I could wait because the person who was to interview me was gonna be late.
So they grab this guy who was completely unaware that of my presence, I hear how they say to him "Mr. so and so isn't here yet can you talk to her until he gets here" and the poor thing doesn't even know my name. He's flustered doesn't know what I'm doing there, really nice guy though. Then I offered my resume to help him out. So we talk about my experience, school...bla bla bla. He excuses himself for a moment and comes back later and says:
"Mr. So and so is stuck at the border, and would like to know if he could talk to you over the phone"
man oh man...tacky...phone interview. fine whatever.
So up to this point I felt confident, my Japanese was good enough, both for comprehension and communication. But this dude...WOAH....speed of light doesn't slow down, shit....shortest conversation ever. At this point I think I just blew it, my Japanese isn't good enough and wasn't going to get the job.
On my way home I felt pretty depressed, this would be the first time I ever fail an interview, and din't get the job. Got home to my fiance, cuddled for a bit., and them made my self mini-sandwiches, quesadillas, got some grapes, pita chips and a diet coke. If you can't tell already I find comfort in food.
Spent the afternoon watching the simpsons, and stuffing my face. I get a call from the agency recruiter and tells me that the guy apologized for the phone interview and that everyone at the office really liked me and wanted a second interview and are very interested in offering me the job.
I went from neutral...to nervous....to depressed...and now back to neutral. So I have another chance to redeem myself and try to secure this job. Sigh...such crazyness.
Before I begin talking about my interview, let me just say I had a fantastic time at Perversion yesterday. Got to wear my new outfit, hung out with friends. I'll make a separate entry on that and upload new pictures.
Anyway, so I drove back to San Diego with all my buddies still sporting smeared black eyeliner. Dropped them off around 11:00am @ Escondido. Rushed back home because I still needed to take a shower, get ready for my 2:00pm interview. No problemo, I get home in time look super spiffy. Since I'm still tired from all the dancing from the club, I really didn't have the engery to feel nervous. Which is good because it's been forever since I've spoken Japanese.
My fiance Brian lets me borrow his car, aka "the Geek Mobile", as to facilitate my day since it's got the GPS coolness and all. Had no problems getting there. So the office mangager recognizes me and takes me to the interview room and asks if I could wait because the person who was to interview me was gonna be late.
So they grab this guy who was completely unaware that of my presence, I hear how they say to him "Mr. so and so isn't here yet can you talk to her until he gets here" and the poor thing doesn't even know my name. He's flustered doesn't know what I'm doing there, really nice guy though. Then I offered my resume to help him out. So we talk about my experience, school...bla bla bla. He excuses himself for a moment and comes back later and says:
"Mr. So and so is stuck at the border, and would like to know if he could talk to you over the phone"
man oh man...tacky...phone interview. fine whatever.
So up to this point I felt confident, my Japanese was good enough, both for comprehension and communication. But this dude...WOAH....speed of light doesn't slow down, shit....shortest conversation ever. At this point I think I just blew it, my Japanese isn't good enough and wasn't going to get the job.
On my way home I felt pretty depressed, this would be the first time I ever fail an interview, and din't get the job. Got home to my fiance, cuddled for a bit., and them made my self mini-sandwiches, quesadillas, got some grapes, pita chips and a diet coke. If you can't tell already I find comfort in food.
Spent the afternoon watching the simpsons, and stuffing my face. I get a call from the agency recruiter and tells me that the guy apologized for the phone interview and that everyone at the office really liked me and wanted a second interview and are very interested in offering me the job.
I went from neutral...to nervous....to depressed...and now back to neutral. So I have another chance to redeem myself and try to secure this job. Sigh...such crazyness.
Allright, so it sounds like it worked out!
That whole job search processing can be nerve wracking.