Whistle Down the Thursday

I THINK the interview went well, very hard to tell when the interviewers are wearing MASKS and are on ZOOM. I felt I talked A LOT as I wasn’t getting the usual visual cues on how what I was saying was being received, so worry I rambled on AND ON.
 
I THINK the interview went well, very hard to tell when the interviewers are wearing MASKS and are on ZOOM. I felt I talked A LOT as I wasn’t getting the usual visual cues on how what I was saying was being received, so worry I rambled on AND ON.
More is normally quite good, so long as it's not shite. Pretty sure rambling is a common feature of interviews.
 
I THINK the interview went well, very hard to tell when the interviewers are wearing MASKS and are on ZOOM. I felt I talked A LOT as I wasn’t getting the usual visual cues on how what I was saying was being received, so worry I rambled on AND ON.
I get terrible motormouth when I'm nervous. I'm sure you did great bab! You always have to remind yourself the interviewers are expecting a LEVEL or nerves at least.

Cos we’re still fat
Our blood type’s Babybel
Record cholesterol
Love crisps and drinking custard yum
Cos we’re still fat
This is really quite astounding and if it became our National Anthem tomorrow the level of country pride would SOAR
 
Just got an email to tell me I need to be POLITICALLY NEUTRAL for some work I'm doing.

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I THINK the interview went well, very hard to tell when the interviewers are wearing MASKS and are on ZOOM. I felt I talked A LOT as I wasn’t getting the usual visual cues on how what I was saying was being received, so worry I rambled on AND ON.
Employers I work with tend to take into account how alien lockdown interviews are, and I’d have thought every one of the candidates had the same issue. As long as you didn’t check Grindr halfway through I reckon you’re golden.
 
My last job interview was bizarre. It was for a promotion for a job I’d already been seconded into for 5 years already, but all the other candidates had too so we were competing against each other just to secure it as a permanent position. I was successful but it was ODD because the interviewers were higher managers who I also consider to be friends. Answering the opening and closing questions like “what made you interested in this role” and “any further questions for us?” was a bit awkward and amusing.

I couldn’t bullshit on anything though because they knew about and were involved in all of the scenarios I was talking about. It did make it slightly easier because I had to talk about a particularly messy HR issue I had to investigate concerning another member of staff, but because the interviewers were the only other managers who knew the details related to the case, it didn’t seem like I was breaking any confidentiality rules.

Either way, because I was so relaxed in their company and was flying all over the place with my words, I think I ended up exiting the room by banging my head against the table and apologising to them both for not doing better.
 
I haven't had a successful job interview in 15 years.

Mind you, i keep failing then get promoted anyway.
 
I aced ACED a job interview a month ago and haven't heard anything back from them.

FUCKERS
 
Quite a petite shed.

I thought, I want a shed, then I remembered I had one.

Its down the side alley, so has to be narrow so the doors open and not hit the fence. I’d love to lie and say it was all measured precisely, but I just ordered it and hoped for the best (and won)
 
I hate cycling and running as am utterly incompetent at both.

I went on a treadmill today and after a whole five minutes I stopped, considering injury free survival a roaring success.
 
I never learnt how to ride a bike!
 
I need a new shed too. Thinking about getting a plastic one but I'll spend an hour comparing them on the internet and get fed up. It's been going on for three years now and the door on my current shed is only propped up against the doorway. I'll also have to get a skip for the rusty bikes, half-used paint tins and broken garden tools.

Really can't be arsed with it all.
 
I was able to ride a bike, just my first run as a child ended in injuries. I then never went back until I was 27. Having consumed two bottles of wine and several valium, I decided to ride down a hill having no idea how to break.

I broke my wrist and smashed my knee cap.
 

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