First interview today.
Well by how much chocolate I am ingesting, you can tell how horrible it went.
By how long my post-interview nap, in which i used my sleep-all-the-bad-things-away-and-then-sleep-some-more approach, you can also tell how horrible it went.
Giant monster chocolate chip cookie x1. (So it doesn't sound a lot, but it's called monster for a reason)
3.5 hour nap.
The interview:
BOTH the officer and the secretary interviewed me. What, no panel? Anyways, halfway through she started speaking in FRENCH TO ME. HALFWAY THROUGH. No "ok let's test your french", or "ok I'm gonna talk to you in French now". So when she asked her first question in French, it was like:
"frenchfrench frenchfrench francais francaisfrancais.frenchfrench francais?"
That's not English. It's, French. FRENCH? Shitshitshit. OKOKlistenlistenlisten. Ok she ended. okresponsenowGO!
"mumble bumblemumble frenchfrench francais. Francais, pausepause, frenchfrench mumble peeterpeeter smallsplat."
"More french french francaisfrancais. French francaisfrench?"
"Er, mumble mumble shit whats that word again? oh yeah french french mumble francaisfrancais. SPlosh."
You get the point.
The french bit wasnt TOO bad, because I'm great at being vague and picking up small snippets of French.
But clearly I made it seem like I wasn't fit for the job.
But I CAN BE! if only I could think straight at the time. And be less fidgety. Who the hell schedules an interview in the morning anyways? Sheesh. Definitely wasn't my idea.
Yea, so i got real depressed after and tried to sleep it away.
Lemon thinks I'm pissed at him. But I'm not. I just depressed and I feel like a loser. I don't like feeling like a loser. But today that's me.
Also, perhaps related, one of my profs reminded me of my old English teacher. In a bad way. You know how someone subtly insults/ridicules you? Yeah. He implied I was lazy but did it with a smile. And when I retorted, he turned away from me, and dismissed my response. With that same smile. I was instantly reminded of my English teacher who had exactly the same character. You might think someone like that is nice just because they smile all the time, but listen carefully to what they say because even their tone misleads you.
I feel like squashing something now. But I don't want to squash anything that doesn't deserve to be squashed. So that would be everything-2.
In retrospect, maybe not getting that job was a good thing. It sounded like a lot of work for not a lot of pay (even though I could work sometimes from home) and I'd be working for a really scary boss. Who I could see being in the same elevator as my prof and English teacher and haing a very nice chat. Also, by scary boss, I mean ice queen.
Another interview on Monday. I need this one. Praypraypraypray.
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