Piehole. The word of the day
is piehole, as in Please, Would You Be So Kind As To Shut
Your. Ever feel like saying that…during a job interview?
I got a recruiter call yesterday
from a company I halfheartedly applied at a while back. They
don't interest me that much; let's just say they're the website
you would go to if you wanted to see what your pals from high
school/college were up to lately. Myeh. Anyway, the job I applied
for was really not in line with my experience, so I was totally
surprised to hear from them. Then it became clear I was on the
phone with a very odd recruiter indeed, who blasted away with
a series of increasingly unclear questions until I felt like
I was falling down some kind of horrible Interview Rabbit Hole.
It's all kind of a blur now
but one 'question' was "Tell me your approach to process".
Another was "Explain the different definitions the word
requirements mean to you." There were lots more like
that - it was like he was constantly forgetting an important
part of his sentences that would make them actually relevant.
Like 'process… of completing a marketing project
on time," etc.
Once he said, with a strange
urgency in his tone, "Tell me what you would do if you had
a project that, for various reasons such as lack of resources
or time, was doomed from the start but it was expected that you
would complete it successfully". I felt like saying "Oh,
Pooky, did that happen to youuuu? Do you need nurturing?"
Towards the end of the conversation,
I asked him to describe the position and how it related to the
rest of the company. And he blathered on and on and on and on
(I just know he's the type of guy to get those white foam spitballs
in the corners of his mouth) and at one point said "This
position really has nothing to do with marketing" - despite
the word Marketing in the title, of course.
And so I was like "Hey!
How about you shut your freakin piehole and call someone whose
resume doesn't have MARKETING all over the damn thing. And by
the way your interview style really sucks pimiento loaf."
No, I didn't really. Damn, I
wanted to. I chirped out the best responses I could. I was all
exhausted afterwards, I felt like I verbally crossed mountains
and minefields, or had just suffered an hourlong conversation
with a chatty 3 year old.
You know that Levis commercial
that was shown during the SuperBowl - the one with the guy wearing
the wifebeater and his legs are all crazy and they're playing
that music, Bah di di di DAH…da di Bah di di DAHH..? That
song is totally.stuck.in.my.head.
But what's interesting is that
I also heard that song in Amores Perros (rent it today!), and it did
NOT get stuck in my head. So it's somehow more musically permeating
in commercial form. At least it's not a Britney Spears Pepsi
song. Because then I would have to drill a hole in my skull to
let the bad spirits out.
I am all flushed and tingly.
Some folks who ROCK left me some nice notes and I think that ROCKS. How much does
it ROCK? SO much.
Glitter mittens, dog poop, Krispy
Kreme, birth control sugar pills, and more! Read Peachy Keen, cause she totally rocks too.
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comments so far.
I have moved. - 1.03.2005
Obviously, a work in progress. - 12.27.2004
Happy holidays! - 12.24.2004
Listen, I am not a complete dick, it's not like I want Joe to die alone surrounded by cats or something. - 12.23.2004
Plus I am convinced my butt is extra big when it's upside down. - 12.22.2004