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One Of Four Down...
Jul. 1st, 2010 06:55 pm...though, admittedly, three to go.
I will gloss over the 36 hour, saying only this about how the entire campaign was summed up in the last twenty minutes.
The year's campaign had centered around the party being captured and dubiously imprisoned in another province for the year, undergoing a fairly hellish time IC. The 36 hour involved our escape and epic journeyTM back across the province to finally get back to our home homeland. After the final big mosh, where we killed the corrupt and megalomaniacal prison commandant and his chief guards while almost within sight of the border, the GMs attempted to time us out for the end of the game. The fighting encounters had finished, and the metaphorical and emotional release of actually physically crossing the border IC was lost on them. It had to be explained, and hastily written by people other than the GMs.
Thank you to this year's GMs. Now let's get on with next year.
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Logical access came back today and said I hadn't got the job. This is unsurprising as it was one of the worst interviews I have ever done, wherein I tried to use![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pujaemuss's Grand Unified Theory of Interview and failed utterly.
However, science interview on Tuesday went a little differently - I'd even go as far to say it was probably the best one I've had. It's probably fairly significant that I felt more comfortable interviewing for a scientific role than a business role; I wasn't having to pull answers out of my arse every five minutes and hope they were right, I wasn't having to placate the inyterviewer who thinks I'd naff off as soon as something scientific comes along, and no-one asked me "but why do you want to do something so far from your degree?". Instead, they asked me questions that I was able to turn round and give decent, and in one case world-beating, answers to, and I ended up being in with them for over an hour and a half, never particularly feeling nervous.
They said I should hear if there's going to be a second interview by the end of next week. All the positivity is probably setting me up for a massive fall, but it was nice to come out of an interview without thinking "well, that was a festering pile of horse manure".
I'd better get something, as Nationwide have seen fit to inflate every cashier's targets by fifty percent, because I wasn't having enough trouble selling ten products a month, now I can fail to sell fifteen instead.
As I said to the scientific interviewers - I want out, and I want in.
I will gloss over the 36 hour, saying only this about how the entire campaign was summed up in the last twenty minutes.
The year's campaign had centered around the party being captured and dubiously imprisoned in another province for the year, undergoing a fairly hellish time IC. The 36 hour involved our escape and epic journeyTM back across the province to finally get back to our home homeland. After the final big mosh, where we killed the corrupt and megalomaniacal prison commandant and his chief guards while almost within sight of the border, the GMs attempted to time us out for the end of the game. The fighting encounters had finished, and the metaphorical and emotional release of actually physically crossing the border IC was lost on them. It had to be explained, and hastily written by people other than the GMs.
Thank you to this year's GMs. Now let's get on with next year.
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Logical access came back today and said I hadn't got the job. This is unsurprising as it was one of the worst interviews I have ever done, wherein I tried to use
pujaemuss's Grand Unified Theory of Interview and failed utterly.However, science interview on Tuesday went a little differently - I'd even go as far to say it was probably the best one I've had. It's probably fairly significant that I felt more comfortable interviewing for a scientific role than a business role; I wasn't having to pull answers out of my arse every five minutes and hope they were right, I wasn't having to placate the inyterviewer who thinks I'd naff off as soon as something scientific comes along, and no-one asked me "but why do you want to do something so far from your degree?". Instead, they asked me questions that I was able to turn round and give decent, and in one case world-beating, answers to, and I ended up being in with them for over an hour and a half, never particularly feeling nervous.
They said I should hear if there's going to be a second interview by the end of next week. All the positivity is probably setting me up for a massive fall, but it was nice to come out of an interview without thinking "well, that was a festering pile of horse manure".
I'd better get something, as Nationwide have seen fit to inflate every cashier's targets by fifty percent, because I wasn't having enough trouble selling ten products a month, now I can fail to sell fifteen instead.
As I said to the scientific interviewers - I want out, and I want in.
