Tuesday, December 21, 2004

cold and robotic

So this morning I had an interview with a huge worldwide firm for a career leap. The guy I interviewed with - the director (who would be my direct boss) of the department - couldn't have been more of a stiff.

I didn't like him one bit from the second I met him. There was something cold and robotic about his demeanor. It was as if any trace of personality had been genetically removed from his code, and replaced with enhanced multi-tasking and efficiency percentiles.

He didn't make the job sound that interesting, or that working for him would be all that great. I never got the impression that I made a human-based personality connection with him. I suspect that he is an android... or at least had his testicles drained when the UFO abducted him as a child and implanted the technical data necessary to run the global marketing and communications of XXX company in the most efficient manner possible.

I got the impression that he'd pegged me a corporate writer from the onset, and that I had to fight against that bias beyond selling myself for the postion,.. which would have been a step up... the postion title is "global advertising specialist"... which is theoretically a step below "galactic advertising specialist."

I only interviewed for 55 minutes,.. I thought that was a bit short, and we'd exhausted questions of each other. It has seemed that every interview I've had where I've gotten the job, I was always able to easily stretch that past 1:15.

So, no, I don't see getting an offer. Sucks too, because that job would pay a lot more than I'm getting right now.

Fucking androids!

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