Interview nightmares: Not my normal look
Job interview nightmares
With my temp job coming to an end, I was at the stage of desperately looking for full-time employment.
I had a few interviews lined up and a few roles to hear back about, but really nothing felt right. There was a reason for this. I'd left a mediocre job with an excellent workplace two years before, supposedly to try and do a little better for myself, but realised a few home truths afterwards.
I found out that the work environment can make or break a job, the best job in the world is nothing without a good crew, and came to understand that I had just thrown away a job with one of the best companies in the country. What I really wanted was to get back into that company.
To my surprise, I was given a call on the morning of my last day as a temp.
"We have a role you might be interested in," my old workplace said, "and we have a space free for an interview this afternoon".
This afternoon? I reluctantly agreed, then looked at my attire. Being my last day, we had decided to make it a theme day, and I was dressed head to toe in baby pink - a floral dress and the most over-the-top girlie shoes I could find. So was every other female in the office, but the interviewers weren't going to see them.
So here I was, going for a highly technical role - with an oil company.
To make matters worse, I was caught in a rainstorm on the walk there. I arrived at my interview with mascara streaming, pink floral dress drenched, and unable to stop laughing at the absurdity of the whole situation.
"Really, I don't .. I'm not .. argh!"
Suffice to say, I didn't get the job. But I'd say the interviewers and I got enough laughs out of it to keep us entertained for weeks afterwards.
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