Cool Cucumber - Wilted
I enter the Sony building in Foster City. This also seems surreal, or at least dream like. The building is on Foster City Blvd across from Leo Ryan Memorial park. When I was a kid, the park was grass and dirt and the area occupied by buildings that house Sony and Visa International was just raw open space(or maybe water awaiting landfill? Definitely not office buildings.) Leo Ryan was a congressman and still alive, yet to be murdered in Guyana at the Jim Jones Kool-Aid test. My family came to this spot to watch fireworks every fourth of July.
I go to the reception desk, fill out the requisite NDA and slap on my "Guest" security badge and while the receptionist calls the person I am to meet with. I overhear that he is not in yet. Nice. I sit down in the reception area and there is nothing read except video game magazines. Not even a newspaper. Talk about drinking the kool-aid.
After 20 minutes or so, an awkward engineering type comes to come to collect me; this is my interviewer. We go to his office. Before the interview I was informed by the recruiter that they have had trouble finding the "right" person for this position and amongst all the resumes the department had seen, I was the only one they wanted to interview.
During the interview he fidgets, never looks me directly in the eyes, gets up and talks to someone outside the door, takes a phone call. Hmm . . . the luxury of the hiring person. Could you imagine an interviewee behaving like this? Note to hiring managers: The economy will change, and then you will have behave to get someone decent.
I try to find out what the job would entail, and well, there are a lot of things that I potentially could do that no one is doing at the moment, but the most urgent problem was getting his expenses paid. But it is not that urgent, he hopes hire someone in about a month. No wonder they can't find the "right" person. They do not even really know what they want.
This now seems like a complete waste of my time. The position failing the key criteria of immediate cash flow. A month? who knows where I will be then.
I go to the reception desk, fill out the requisite NDA and slap on my "Guest" security badge and while the receptionist calls the person I am to meet with. I overhear that he is not in yet. Nice. I sit down in the reception area and there is nothing read except video game magazines. Not even a newspaper. Talk about drinking the kool-aid.
After 20 minutes or so, an awkward engineering type comes to come to collect me; this is my interviewer. We go to his office. Before the interview I was informed by the recruiter that they have had trouble finding the "right" person for this position and amongst all the resumes the department had seen, I was the only one they wanted to interview.
During the interview he fidgets, never looks me directly in the eyes, gets up and talks to someone outside the door, takes a phone call. Hmm . . . the luxury of the hiring person. Could you imagine an interviewee behaving like this? Note to hiring managers: The economy will change, and then you will have behave to get someone decent.
I try to find out what the job would entail, and well, there are a lot of things that I potentially could do that no one is doing at the moment, but the most urgent problem was getting his expenses paid. But it is not that urgent, he hopes hire someone in about a month. No wonder they can't find the "right" person. They do not even really know what they want.
This now seems like a complete waste of my time. The position failing the key criteria of immediate cash flow. A month? who knows where I will be then.
posted by NoelleMac at
12:50 PM
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new meaning to the phrase "game over"
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