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The (Abandoned) Mental Closet Of An Evil Parrot

Monday, November 27, 2006

Random parrot babblings


Hello folks, missed you all last week. Actually, I had an interview at one of those no-name fashion places in down town Manhattan. Talk about ambush interview. First of, I was interviewed by these two women who, clearly from the onset, did not want anything to do with me. Yes, interviewers aren't the only ones that read body language. Still, I kept my head up, tapped into my inner English banker charms, and give it a good go ... stiff upper lip and all. The thing that unnerved me throughout the interview was that those two women chose to sit at 90 degree angles of me. I basically had to swivel to each person when answering their questions. There is a good reason why you should look a person in the eye during an interview, especially when in a situation like this. You get to catch these wankers as they try make eye signals with each other. Of course, this sort of dampens the play when the Evil Parrot is staring you in the eye with that curt smile perched on his face. The only time they actually communicated was when the other would ask a question and I'd swivel in their direction. In one instance, I purposely swivelled back as I reached for my "pen" catching the poor bird off guard. Now who says an interview can't be fun. Tall story short: I didn't get the job since I was determined to be a "bit overqualified". Yes, shocking, I know. And pray tell what kind of job required all this mind play and mental gymnastics. Was it an IT specialist? Nay. Was it an executive assistant? I wish. Was it even a receptionist job? Not even close. Data entry. I kid you not, folks. All this for a data entry position at a not-so-well-known fashion company. Contrary to popular belief, I always say an interview is a two-way process. The employer gets to size up a potential employee, but most importantly the prospective employee gets an idea of what life is like at the company through the interviewer. In simple words, if there is much mental games at play at that level (an interview) for a bloody data entry position, I shudder to think what actually working at the company is like. I think I've dodged a bullet. I've proven this on many occassions in the past. But enough about my job search woes.
Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. I did. Went into Connecticut and spent it with my family. I'm thankful for a lot of things. For one: living. Aye, for the last few months prior to my job "displacement", my body was behaving very weird. Ever wake up in the morning and feel like you're trembling, but you look at your hands and they're quite still. But there it is ... everyday, that trembling feeling. Needless to say, WebMD became my friend and the symptoms were coming up blank. One my last day of work, I went home and for some reason I was watching the Crash DVD and there was this scene that pretty much triggered something in my. I was coiled up in a fetal position and sobbing hysterical, like a bloody sissy-boy. I've never done that before. The next day, strangely, my body was back to normal. My parents, in their infinite wisdom, shed some light on what had happened. For about three months or so, my body was in a constant state of anxiety and stress, and the devil-may-care attitude I had toward my job ending was sort of like trying to put a lid on a volcano. So there. That scene with the bloke firing the blank at the little girl who had was trying to protect her father turned out to be the catalyst that blew the lid of the volcano. Along the way, I've come to grips with my mortality, and life. So yes, this Thanksgiving I had a lot to be thankful for. And don't worry, I know it can't go on like this forever. I will find work. I've trimmed down my spending and all those rainy day planning I did with my money has been quite good to me. In the mean time, I'll keep working on my graphics and my manuscripts (yes, I'm a wannabe-sci-fi writer in the making).

Despite my decent money management, I've got my eyes on the Zune. As to the PS3, I'll wait for about two years or so. Sorry, but blowing $599 on a gaming console is not exactly my cup of tea.

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3 Comments:

Blogger Alice said...

Hey Larry, good to hear you're still kicking!

Know what you mean about the job woes - chin up, one will come along. I have one extremely part time contract right now, which keeps me from descending into the low-self-esteem hell of being chronically unemployed. Of course I make hardly any money, but when it's busy (like now) it's busy.

I aspire to be a children's book writer. Among other things.

12:18 AM  
Blogger AG said...

How I hate pretentious interviewers with mediocre positions and no merit! I think that's almost worse than not havbing an income, thinking you have to suck up to them. I'm glad you did NOT!

TV is good for unleashing your inner sissy boy.

6:45 AM  
Blogger beenzzz said...

Larry, So sorry about the job situation. That interview sounded ridiculous. You should have stood up and walked out or called them on it to see what their reaction would be. I'm glad you were able to get all the stress and anxiety out too. You can't contain those feelings for too long or they manifest themselves into horrid little tumors about your body and psyche. Your parents sound like very wise people. Hang in there and sweet talk them for that game console. :)

11:20 AM  

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