Student Support Officer (Publications)
Almost missed train due to thinking the interchange was at another station. Mistook a static clock at the station for the real time and hurried along creating an elevated state in a warm climate. Noosed tie on just before a building away from the interview. Met up with John McGuire, (Researcher/Manager) someone I knew from 2002. Little intro to Steven who reminded me of a writing teacher I once had. Started sweating straight away due to the incomplete cooling process before stepping in through the doors. Tried to use the cold walls for conditioning but to no avail.
Walked into the interview room like a sweat factory beading constantly and kept swatting away the sweat drops lest they blinded me. Panelled with McGuire, Steven and some woman named Gina from USyd or UNSW something. Not sure. Didn't care. The sweating must have had them worried as it prompted one of them to tell me that although it was still an interview it had the informal feel and they wanted to knock off for a good weekend.
Kept no eye contact as they passed the questions around and I kept drying up and blanking out. Got some good non-verbal feedback when I made certain suggestions and possibilities of what I would do given the job. One question led me to talk about THE NEGOTIATOR (starring Samuel L. Jackson and Kevin Spacey). It was a question whether or not I thought I was a good communicator. They did let me clear it up quickly after though. They wanted to know what
The Wax Conspiracy was and I couldn't fathom a succinct thought. I rambled on about the history and how the team actually met. I found myself recalling what I did during my stint as the Publications Officer for the Student Council at Campbelltown and the transference to this position. The sweating finally stopped when I could feel the time was ringing up to the close.
I did not at once meet anyone in the eyes for longer than 5 seconds. I did not shake anyone's hands after the rather whimpered conclusion to the interview. I tried to get out of there as fast as possible and loosened the tie as soon as I stepped out of the building. I should have left more samples of my work. After considering the actually parameters of the job I don't want to be called back. I'd rather a letter of rejection really.
Postgraduate Association of UWS
Address: Building K3, Rydalmere
Wearing: Pants and shirt with a tie that actually lined up just below the belt line and not past the crotch. Shoes with crusting Vaseline for dull shine.
Saturday, 01 March 2003 - 03:59
Unsuccessful
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