And yet the interview goes something like this:
You walk into the room. You expect the interviewers to be asking you about yourself. They kickstart the interview by asking about your family. It vaguely reminds you of a Secondary Five interview. You act cool. You proceed by going into details. Then the crunch comes. The interviewer tells you this: Usually I'll ask the candidate the next question to determine whether he's a great personality. You cock up, ready to embrace the tough question that is thrown upon you. He opens his mouth and the question pops out: When was the last time you went to KFC with your family? You are totally taken aback. You blurt out some response which sounds like : my mother doesn't eat chicken! That's bullshit. But ain't bullshit deserved for an equally BS question? Next he asks you where you have traveled. You smile, tell him about your travel experiences and he asks again, when was the last time you travel with your family, what countries abroad have you visited. You feel it's getting weirder and weirder, and you have the urge to shout right at their faces: You are the one controlling my fate and you have the cheek to chuck crappy questions at me??!! Come on. Ask me about what I've accomplished so far. Ask me about my academics. Cocurricular activities. Anything ELSE!
Before you have the chance to do so, the interview session ends. Abruptly. You feel lost. Shake their hands. Strut out the room. And still feel lost.
Have you attended a crucial interview which resembles that?
I had.
PS The article above may have been slight altered from the events in reality. The drift yet remains the same.
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