Pre-interview
An unexpected call on Thursday. Maybe I’m fated to work there. I think this is the 3rd time I’m being matched with this company, for the exact same position, or almost. (The position is not very clearly mentioned this time). Once, I dared to make a last minute cancellation to the interview there because, well, I think, my mind is constantly changing. Last minute, it tells me that going all the way to attend that interview is troublesome. Yeah, I do need to fix myself. This time, I am rather happy with the match. So much of a coincidence. Maybe it really is my destiny. But suddenly, it strikes me. What about my plan for VSS? I stop being excited. However, something happens at work that very day so coincidentally, again, that I decide no harm trying. Besides, I don’t have to go all the way to attend the interview. It’s just a 10 minutes drive away, at worst.
That morning, I start to feel lazy. I really want to sleep. I need a longer sleep. This is my weekend. But, I wake up nonetheless. Think reputation, ok. I manage to do my laundry before going out. Now, that’s a big achievement. Top my to-do-list every weekend. The one thing I must do to feel good on Saturday mornings. Every Saturday indeed. I drive to work, because I need to get my resume from the office PC. Quickly update my new phone extension and remove the expected salary. Print two copies. Done. Now, I’m running late. In my blurriness, I find myself taking a different route to the interview, reaching the place 3 minutes late. Take the escalator twice as I can’t remember which floor it is. Reach the place and the counter girl is cold. One thing I realize, and sorry to say this, sometimes clerks act bossy than the boss himself, similar to how nurses behave in comparison to doctors. I am asked to fill up the application form and several other documents which I don’t bring with me and have no intentions to submit either. All I’m giving is my resume.
Interview
The guy is serious and unfriendly. I, on the other hand, find myself in my happy and casual mood. Let’s see if I can change him. Heheh. He doesn’t ask me the technical details which makes me wonder. The job on offer supposedly mentions an expert. I suspect he is not the manager I am going to report to. He doesn’t appear like one either and his questions are very basic, I don’t indeed expect that coming. Overall, I have a good chat. I think he may enjoy the session, too, as we talk for almost an hour. I only realize this when I look at my watch on my way back. I think he also realizes he’s taking too long after HR comes to pass a message to him. I am sure this is only a screening session. They are taking the opportunity to interview me here as they are coming for walk in interview here. Waste my time? Well, I like the experience, despite me having no time to go through what I write in my own dated resume. With my lack of preparation, I would not pass the interview if the manager in charge interviews me. So, yeah, it’s a good chat I would say. And oh.. the guy is not even coming from the same process of which the vacancy is available, which explains why he doesn’t post any related technical queries at all. Towards the end, he says he’ll match me with the right post. What I think he really means is he’ll do the recommendations. The friendly and nice HR contact greets me after my interview is over, saying that she’ll keep in touch with the recruitment agency for the outcome. I like her. Nice and friendly. I think we can be friends. A short chat and I leave to something I must not fail attending to. There, I receive an sms from the agency; “How’s the interview?”. “Ok I guess.. They’ll contact you if I’m selected J”. Great, somebody is following up for me while I can continue wasting money at super grand sales.
Post interview
I really need to sort myself out. Apparently, the interviewer thinks I’m underpaid. And yet, what am I doing about it? Thinking when to go to Guardian to finish off my remaining vouchers. 
