Happy new year folks. 2022 has started. I have been doing a little bit of soul searching and I have realized that I give great relationship advise. “RUN.”
So probably more posts are going to be focused on that angle of proximity.
Anyway, today, I was at a job interview somewhere on Thika Road. Fair warning this is a boring story, so I would stop reading now. Seriously, stop. I mean it stop.
Ok, you asked for it. So this job is for a huge global brand and the interview is at this really posh hotel along Mombasa road. We had to be there by 8am, so naturally to make a good impression you arrive early. I was there at 7.00am and their were like 20 guys already there. The hour goes on and by the time we get to eight their are probably 50 of us at this interview. Mind due this is a leading company in whatever they do, so this ladies and gents are the best and brightest in the game. My God the outfits as well, the guys in expensive suits and shoes and the ladies in whatever the lady equivalent is for suits or formal wear is. These guys have brought their A game.
So the interview process starts, we submit our document and then we are given a number. Obviously since this is a global recognised brand, they would be a lot of travel involved. Therefore, after a brief introduction of the company, we do a standardised English Test. One thing is for sure is those guys were all qualified so they had to trim the numbers somehow. An English test, my fortè. I smiled as I did the paper, because there was no way I was going to fail an English paper.
The Results are in, and I think to myself this oughtta get rid of some competition. Naturally am hoping, more than half are disqualified. But only six people get the ax. I won’t lie it didnt feel great to feel that ordinary. Usually, I’m the smartest person in any room. I have never gone to an interview and failed to go all the way to the last stage. So why would this one be different? I looked around and realised I might be sitting in a room full of people just as good, or better than me at something. And for the first time since I got there I actually became nervous.
My nervousness, was followed by anxiety and then overthinking. Perhaps I was in over my head? Whom did I think I was?
So the next stage of the recruitment process was a simple exercise, follow instructions. Followed by a random question out of nowhere. I was prepared for the usual interviewer type questions like tell us about yourself, where so you see yourself in 5 years.
Trust me, this is too stupid to make up. One of the questions that was asked was, do you think there is other life on this universe? I kid you not. I was asked, and I am not joking, “Who is supposed to pay for a date?” And without thinking I went, “Gentleman.” Keep in mind the interviewers are two ladies. One of them goes, “So, if I ask you on a date, you will pay?” And stupidly I said, “Yes.” I repeat I wasn’t thinking I was so nervous, I just wanted to be done with it. So I go back to the rest of the gang, and of course they asked what question I was asked. Without thinking I proudly gave them the lay down of what just happened.
And this lady goes, “The answer is, the one who asks for a date.”
And all of a sudden my brain starts working again, and her answer made more sense than what I said in there. I have never felt more stupid in my life. And I am a liberal, I believe in equal partnership, you pay for this, I pay for that. But somehow, my head just disappeared for a while.
In the end, only three ladies made it to the next round. Next time bring your brain men, not your busy body.
Thanks for reading.
Untill next time folks.
Elderd Sawe.
My pleasure folks.
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