Here's a sense of what an interview is at Ross: 30 minutes before said interview you start cramming - questions, answers, questions for the company. About 15 minutes before interview you visit the locker, drop off school stuff and pick up jacket and tie. Stop in the men's room for final primping and tie-tying. Then up to Davidson and the interview suite, where you sit patiently in an uncomfortably warm, tense lobby until the recruiter comes out. When you hear your name, you stand up, shake hands, and take the unbelievably long and akward walk down the hall to the tiny interrogation cell where the interview takes place. You walk in, find your chair, open the portfolio, and WHAM it is on.
I had one today with BorgWarner. The interviewer was incredibly disengaged, leaving over half of the interview for questions from me. Then, when my questions got him interested we wound up going almost 25 minutes long and I basically had to say "that is all I have" to end the akward silence. Not a good experience, but the only one so far that has been that way.
The Maine Event trekkers and leaders (most of them, anyway) got together last night at bd's mongolian barbeque. It was a great place to have a reunion, a great way to spend a midweek evening, and a great chance to catch up. Leaders spoke of senioritis, trekkers spoke of let's-get-on-with-it-itis, and everybody laughed out loud when Carrie spoke about her job requirements for the summer.
Thursday, February 09, 2006