Shut Up and Give the Interview

Do you suffer from heterophobia? O wait... I meant interviewphobia. So do you suffer from interviewphobia? Never heard of it? C'mon it isn't THAT uncommon :P

I just had the third interview in moi life; and sadly it was embarassing like the last two. The first was in October when GM came over looking for possible sophomore and junior interns from our college. Pay attention - SOPHOmore and JUNior. At first I had thought the e-mail listserv had screwed up and I'd received teh interview request by accident. So I politely e-mailed the person back and reminded them that I was a freshman.

Bullshyt... GM WANTED TO INTERVIEW ME! As IF I'd do anything that stupid. Heh. Turned out I had two quizes the very same day and a lab right before the interview. By the time I reached there, I realized I was dressed in jeans *ahem* , a semi-formal jacket and wrinkles on my forehead I could feel. That helped. The guy was really nice in reminding me I was the first freshman he was interviewing a.ka. you SHOULD be good otherwise why would anyone recommend youz?

...

Hell I was good, my arse. It felt like I was interviewing the guy. "What more do you want to know about our company?" "Do you have any other questions?" Of course, I'm a pro at asking the questions and he probably got tired of me in the next 20 minutes. He encouraged me to think about it (you bet I will) as the interview ended and told me I didn't do so bad on my first interview. I was beaming! Literally. It just broke my heart to tell him a few days later that I wouldn't be able to take it up over the summer because of the circumstances that cropped up from nowhere.

I cursed all night, but it still felt good.

The second was for an on-campus job, which I turned down because the building I was s'posed to work in stinked real bad (I never liked medical buildings). Naaa, I told the guy he would need someone with more technical expertise. A junior maybe. Again, I ended up advising the person interviewing me.

The third one was this evening and BOY did I mess it up. It was for an organization called Engineering Ambassadors, who promote Engineering amongst ppl, build bonds with the faculty, students, alumni etc. I'd filled out their application in September when I was all psyched about joining ALL the student groups I could find. Freshman fever, you know. Almost two quarters a later, I'm called for an interview. Now I was looking forward to it... until I found out that sophomores/juniors would me interviewing me. Trust me, THIS was worse. You can act all nice and outworldly when an older person interviews you - like there's NO one better for that position other than you. But when its your peers... eh.

Anyway, the interview began nicely. I started to think it wasn't so bad. I was even reciting words like, "Overall personality development", "Harmony", "Mutual interaction", "Diversity", which I know sounded sooo fake, but hell... I was flushed up so bad and all of a sudden I was feeling claustrophobic (I'm not calustrophobic). I dunno why but I was having these flashes... it had NEVER happened to me. Not even when I was on stage a couple of times. I think it was my empty stomach since morn and the fluorescent lights. Wait, there were no fluorescent lights.

Just kiddin', I wasn't having any flashes. But yes, I do remember fluorescent lights but never seeing them. *blinks*

"They'd said two ppl would interview me... there are FOUR in here! ... damn, this room HAD to be THIS frigging small!? ... where's a clock? I need a clock! I need to see the time! ... Stop smiling so much, STOP nodding idiot - THEY'RE supposed to agree and nod, not YOU!" blah blah

You get the picture. The funniest (I thought it was funny as I walked out) was when one of two girls asked me, "Are you comfortable in giving presentations in front of a large group?" To which I reply, "Um... not really..." FOOL! "... but sure I'd be comfortable if I know what I'm talking about and well prepared." Weak; but what a SAVE!

Overall, it was alright. The thought of becoming an EA is enticing. I'll admit it - I wanna be one. But it doesn't matter if I don't get the position. I'm pretty well-grounded in what I am in and ... its okay.

I think.

Okay, so much for going off on a rant as usual. I've becoming an avid (?) blogger. Sad, but true. I've turned by personal journal online, like a lot of other things.

Song of the week: Ordinary People - John Legend