awake, huh
Dec. 18th, 2004 09:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideI was so tired yesterday, that I conked out relatively early, leaving K to watch tv. She was apparently pretty tired, too, because she fell asleep on the couch.
So, yesterday was crazy (as opposed to just hectic). Couldn't sleep all night. Had bizarre nightmares. Kept waking up and scolding self to go back to sleep because we needed a good night's rest. Finally got up around 9, finished assembling Christmas cookie boxes. Read up on The Company and brushed up on my responses to common interview questions. Also practiced my "hire me for I am smart and competent but warm" face.
Then I realized time was moving too fast. While I'd noted down 1:30 for my interview, the follow-up email actually changed it to 1pm. Eek. Realized, sadly, that I wouldn't have time to mail the boxes before the interview (I've been largely terrified of the post office for after hours and Saturdays). Cousin K came to the rescue. I was going to be dropping her off downtown and she offered to mail them for me. Whoop! I sped to 4th/Union and let her off with a huge bag of cookie tins and my address book. I proceeded to my interview, and after parking, realized I'd left one tiny insignificant thing at home. Their address. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
Thank god for 411. I knew the intersection generally, but didn't have the building number. I happily only had to run up and down the street briefly and still made it there on time.
I signed in, got my badge, and waited for it to all begin. This was the most complicated interview I'd ever been on. I met first with the director of the technical publications department, who would be my boss. That was really nice. She was one of my instructors from UW and we chatted about what I'd been up to. She asked some great focused questions about my background. I love interviewers like this. They know what they're doing, make you feel comfortable and seem to genuinely want to get to know you and your stuff rather than want to trick you with impossible scenarios. So that was pleasant.
Then I met with one of the Trainers. He was a little intense and while I thought it went okay, I wished again that I'd had more time to research their product and review my class notes on production cycles, etc. But then he left and hilariously, Jeff came in. They were supposed to interview me largely in groups of two, but Jeff's co-interviewer couldn't make it. Yeah, there was much giggling. But Jeff actually had some good questions to ask and did so. He knows a lot about my background, having helped me with my resume, and just being such an interested and caring friend. But this way he could advocate for me behind the scenes with more detailed information.
Tragically, his half hour ended and he left.
Next came the Division Director. She was awesome. She had great questions and I felt like I answered them well. I enjoyed meeting her very much. She was very direct and straight-forward, so yay. I do my best with people like that.
The final round was a little tough. It was four of the current writers, one of whom was another one of my ex-instructors. They had some good questions, but it was a little overwhelming. Some of the questions were standard interview questions that I hate. Like, "So you have to get a developer to look at your write-up...and they can be busy and cranky. What'd you do?" Well ...hello. You work with people. You ask nicely. You try and try again.
I was tired at this point. But I did the best I could and finally it was over. I had a closing meeting with the department head again and we chatted a bit about how the day went, if I had questions, etc.
So I thought the interview went okay. I wish I had more experience with Framemaker, but it was okay.
I left to find K. She wasn't answering her cell at first so I had a moment of panic. But I figured she might still be at Pacific Place (where I'd sent her to run another errand for me--Jeanne's gift certificate). But she called back as I entered the mall and we ate a quick bite at Johnny Rocket's and talked about the interview and K's wanderings around Seattle.
We were supposed to have dinner with Sarah, but K was tired out, I was tired out and as it turned out--Sarah was tired out. So we decided to reschedule dinner for either tonight or tomorrow night.
Went home, scrambled into PJs and just watched tv, and I admit, I sat and pet my new laptop. A lot. Also, obsessively played this.
K and I watched some tv, a taped episode of Without a Trace, and then Love, Actually. I managed to only cry a little bit this time. God, I love that movie.
And then... Jeff called. He'd met with most of the other interviewers and ... they really liked me. He met in particular with the final four people I talked to, the people I felt most unsure about, and he had really positive things to report. He hadn't talked to the Trainer guy or the Division Director, but I think I did okay with the first and great with the second. So um. *hopeful*
They're interviewing one more person on Monday. And if they have more experience in Framemaker than I do, they'll probably get the job. But it's nice to know that if I don't get this job, it's not because I didn't make a really good impression. I should know by Tuesday.
(I started to write this at 7am, but then ended up talking to Stacey who was also awake. She just got a plasma tv and is orgasmic. I am very excited for her.)
So, yesterday was crazy (as opposed to just hectic). Couldn't sleep all night. Had bizarre nightmares. Kept waking up and scolding self to go back to sleep because we needed a good night's rest. Finally got up around 9, finished assembling Christmas cookie boxes. Read up on The Company and brushed up on my responses to common interview questions. Also practiced my "hire me for I am smart and competent but warm" face.
Then I realized time was moving too fast. While I'd noted down 1:30 for my interview, the follow-up email actually changed it to 1pm. Eek. Realized, sadly, that I wouldn't have time to mail the boxes before the interview (I've been largely terrified of the post office for after hours and Saturdays). Cousin K came to the rescue. I was going to be dropping her off downtown and she offered to mail them for me. Whoop! I sped to 4th/Union and let her off with a huge bag of cookie tins and my address book. I proceeded to my interview, and after parking, realized I'd left one tiny insignificant thing at home. Their address. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
Thank god for 411. I knew the intersection generally, but didn't have the building number. I happily only had to run up and down the street briefly and still made it there on time.
I signed in, got my badge, and waited for it to all begin. This was the most complicated interview I'd ever been on. I met first with the director of the technical publications department, who would be my boss. That was really nice. She was one of my instructors from UW and we chatted about what I'd been up to. She asked some great focused questions about my background. I love interviewers like this. They know what they're doing, make you feel comfortable and seem to genuinely want to get to know you and your stuff rather than want to trick you with impossible scenarios. So that was pleasant.
Then I met with one of the Trainers. He was a little intense and while I thought it went okay, I wished again that I'd had more time to research their product and review my class notes on production cycles, etc. But then he left and hilariously, Jeff came in. They were supposed to interview me largely in groups of two, but Jeff's co-interviewer couldn't make it. Yeah, there was much giggling. But Jeff actually had some good questions to ask and did so. He knows a lot about my background, having helped me with my resume, and just being such an interested and caring friend. But this way he could advocate for me behind the scenes with more detailed information.
Tragically, his half hour ended and he left.
Next came the Division Director. She was awesome. She had great questions and I felt like I answered them well. I enjoyed meeting her very much. She was very direct and straight-forward, so yay. I do my best with people like that.
The final round was a little tough. It was four of the current writers, one of whom was another one of my ex-instructors. They had some good questions, but it was a little overwhelming. Some of the questions were standard interview questions that I hate. Like, "So you have to get a developer to look at your write-up...and they can be busy and cranky. What'd you do?" Well ...hello. You work with people. You ask nicely. You try and try again.
I was tired at this point. But I did the best I could and finally it was over. I had a closing meeting with the department head again and we chatted a bit about how the day went, if I had questions, etc.
So I thought the interview went okay. I wish I had more experience with Framemaker, but it was okay.
I left to find K. She wasn't answering her cell at first so I had a moment of panic. But I figured she might still be at Pacific Place (where I'd sent her to run another errand for me--Jeanne's gift certificate). But she called back as I entered the mall and we ate a quick bite at Johnny Rocket's and talked about the interview and K's wanderings around Seattle.
We were supposed to have dinner with Sarah, but K was tired out, I was tired out and as it turned out--Sarah was tired out. So we decided to reschedule dinner for either tonight or tomorrow night.
Went home, scrambled into PJs and just watched tv, and I admit, I sat and pet my new laptop. A lot. Also, obsessively played this.
K and I watched some tv, a taped episode of Without a Trace, and then Love, Actually. I managed to only cry a little bit this time. God, I love that movie.
And then... Jeff called. He'd met with most of the other interviewers and ... they really liked me. He met in particular with the final four people I talked to, the people I felt most unsure about, and he had really positive things to report. He hadn't talked to the Trainer guy or the Division Director, but I think I did okay with the first and great with the second. So um. *hopeful*
They're interviewing one more person on Monday. And if they have more experience in Framemaker than I do, they'll probably get the job. But it's nice to know that if I don't get this job, it's not because I didn't make a really good impression. I should know by Tuesday.
(I started to write this at 7am, but then ended up talking to Stacey who was also awake. She just got a plasma tv and is orgasmic. I am very excited for her.)
