Job Interview
So yesterday I had a job interview. I’ll reveal more about what it is, where it is, and what I’ll be doing or would have been doing depending on the outcome. I don’t want to jinx it very much.
The job is down in Fisherman’s Wharf. It’s a Management and Salary position. If I get it I will have a staff of about 30 - 40 employees. I’ll be fourth down on the Management Food Chain. Basically the job entails being sort of an Operations Manager type thing. I will get to wear Jeans to work. I’ll get to grow my beard back. My boss is this WOOFy ass bear. My jaw almost dropped to the floor when I walked in. Good thing I was wearing black slacks or the boner that started to grow might have shown more.
It was a panel interview which was a new experience for me. I was interviewed by a General Manager who is just below the CEO, two of the corporate buyers, the store manager and one other person I forget now what he does. Anyways. The interview went pretty well. I mean it must have. They want me back for a second interview. They have some more interviews to finish up this week. And then they’ll be calling me next week to schedule a second interview with me.
When I found the ad on Craigslist a few weeks ago. I responded to it and attached a copy of my resume to the email response. About a week later. I got a response back from them. Saying out of the hundreds of resumes that I’ve gone over. I definitely would love to interview you. So that right there was a good sign. And the fact that they asked me back for a second interview. Tells me they’re definitely interested. I know it’s no guarantee that I’ll get the job. I don’t know what other competition I’m up against. But still. A good sign.
So a panel interview. I was so fucking nervous when I got in there. I’m not one to normally perspire much in situations. Except when I’m very, very nervous. In interviews. My underarms usually perspire a little. Well let me tell you. In a panel interview they perspire a hell of a lot. All of a sudden I feel it running down my arms. And I’m screaming inside of my head. “NO NO NOT NOW PLEASE NOT NOW. NOT THIS MUCH!! And of course what was my fashion choice in dress shirts for the day? Dark Blue!! The shade of dark blue that would show very easily just how wet your underarms can possibly be from pouring out gallons per minute of persperation. Luckily the interview ended just in time before anything started showing. That would have been embarrassing. So what will be my fashion choice in dress shirts for my second interview? Basic boring white. Yes kiddies. Boring white. It won’t show up so easily for those gallons per minute of perspiration that gush out when I get nervous. Next interview I may not be so lucky in being able to get out of there before it’s too late. At least white will hide it a little better. I think I may need to go buy a nice jacket to go over my shirt for next time so I can just eliminate the worry.
The job is down in Fisherman’s Wharf. It’s a Management and Salary position. If I get it I will have a staff of about 30 - 40 employees. I’ll be fourth down on the Management Food Chain. Basically the job entails being sort of an Operations Manager type thing. I will get to wear Jeans to work. I’ll get to grow my beard back. My boss is this WOOFy ass bear. My jaw almost dropped to the floor when I walked in. Good thing I was wearing black slacks or the boner that started to grow might have shown more.
It was a panel interview which was a new experience for me. I was interviewed by a General Manager who is just below the CEO, two of the corporate buyers, the store manager and one other person I forget now what he does. Anyways. The interview went pretty well. I mean it must have. They want me back for a second interview. They have some more interviews to finish up this week. And then they’ll be calling me next week to schedule a second interview with me.
When I found the ad on Craigslist a few weeks ago. I responded to it and attached a copy of my resume to the email response. About a week later. I got a response back from them. Saying out of the hundreds of resumes that I’ve gone over. I definitely would love to interview you. So that right there was a good sign. And the fact that they asked me back for a second interview. Tells me they’re definitely interested. I know it’s no guarantee that I’ll get the job. I don’t know what other competition I’m up against. But still. A good sign.
So a panel interview. I was so fucking nervous when I got in there. I’m not one to normally perspire much in situations. Except when I’m very, very nervous. In interviews. My underarms usually perspire a little. Well let me tell you. In a panel interview they perspire a hell of a lot. All of a sudden I feel it running down my arms. And I’m screaming inside of my head. “NO NO NOT NOW PLEASE NOT NOW. NOT THIS MUCH!! And of course what was my fashion choice in dress shirts for the day? Dark Blue!! The shade of dark blue that would show very easily just how wet your underarms can possibly be from pouring out gallons per minute of persperation. Luckily the interview ended just in time before anything started showing. That would have been embarrassing. So what will be my fashion choice in dress shirts for my second interview? Basic boring white. Yes kiddies. Boring white. It won’t show up so easily for those gallons per minute of perspiration that gush out when I get nervous. Next interview I may not be so lucky in being able to get out of there before it’s too late. At least white will hide it a little better. I think I may need to go buy a nice jacket to go over my shirt for next time so I can just eliminate the worry.