The job interview (uh oh)

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As a graduate with a BA in Management and Business, I have gained several skills that allow me to be rather eloquent and often successful within interviews. For the first time in my adult life, I had what I would describe as a terrible interview and I’d love to share the reasons with you.

I should stress before beginning, the ironic thing about this whole experience is that I was head-hunted for this role and did not actually seek it out on my own volition.

The first thing that seemed to be going wrong for me was the level of tension between the CEO and myself. He seemed to be particularly uninterested and more adamant on picking apart my CV and trying to trip me up rather than trying to understand why I would be suitable for the role and what I could bring to the organisation. This led to me feeling as though I was justifying every decision I had ever made academically.

Secondly – and an issue that is extremely common in panel interviews – the interviewers, of which there were three, were almost clones of one another with all three of them wearing the exact same clothes and acting in the same way. This suggests to an external party that the CEO is either particularly influential and inspires others to act like him, or the company prefers a very particular dress code. Judging on my experience, the former is unlikely.

Finally, a point that is vital to my predicted lack of success, the CEO did not listen and seemed to lack any understanding of what I was saying. This in itself is extremely frustrating, as it shows an ego that soars through the clouds and represents a mind that had seemed to wander through them too. At the end of the interview, the CEO almost seemed to be diminishing the role in what seemed like an attempt to put me off, which was extremely disheartening and quite frankly very awkward to endure.

So that’s the lowdown of my first bad interview. I have yet to hear back from the company but was promised feedback through the recruitment specialist who initially contacted me. I know lots of people have similar stories, please share them if you’re comfortable!

The next move

Wednesday was a big day for me, as I graduated with a BA in Management and Business. Whilst I am fortunate in the fact that I still have my MSc in Human Resource Management to undertake before I will be searching for a job, the thought of actually having no education after this point is absolutely terrifying.

As the first person in my family to attend university and obtain a degree, there was no family pressure whatsoever – to the point in which there was almost too little pressure to do anything – and this “allowed” me to go in whichever direction I saw fit. Whilst freedom is a wonderful thing, in this regard it was extremely daunting and whilst I don’t regret the direction I went in, I really fear for the future.

I know what I want to do, but getting to that point is going to be a big challenge as I feel very alone in this journey. This next chapter is going to be particularly difficult and is very daunting, but here’s hoping that it’s worthwhile.

My girlfriend’s accomplishment

It isn’t often I get the chance to be this proud of someone so I thought I would relish this feeling the best way I know how; by writing a small piece on it!

My girlfriend will be graduating today with a 2:1 in her degree and I am possibly the proudest human alive on our good planet. As a couple we have had struggles throughout our university years and she and I have both combated personal demons that at times could have ruined our chance to obtain our degrees and could have destroyed our states of mind simultaneously.

Today however, is the day that makes it all seem worth it. She will be sitting there with her robe on, scroll in hand, sipping prosecco like there is no tomorrow and she will be feeling almost as proud of herself as I feel of her. All I can hope for now is just as much skill and happiness throughout her Masters degree, which I have no doubt she will achieve a wonderful grade in.

Today is all about you, Alexia. You’ve earned this victory. Savour it.

Savage

Savage

I was once described as savage, can you believe? At the time I thought it was a little unreasonable and now I believe it to be downright, well, savage.

The reason behind this was because of a girlfriend I had a few years ago. We were dating for a good few months, mainly long-distance and things just began to fall apart and feelings (that were not particularly strong to begin with) dwindled on my part into pretty much nothing. My solution to this – I attempted to break up with her in person when I went to see her, I explained the situation and she asked for us to attempt a form of break instead.

At the time I had very little faith in the idea of a break – though my perception has dramatically changed in very recent times – as I didn’t have feelings for this person anymore and I couldn’t really understand how time apart would remedy this. As expected, time indeed make no impact on my feelings and they remained the same, so a week after this break was initiated I called her on Skype and explained the situation, ended the relationship and cut off all contact as fast as I could as I believe this was to everybody’s best interest in this particular situation.

My friend however disagreed massively and said I was extremely harsh and savage.

To me, dragging out a relationship and lying about my feelings would have been a lot more savage and would have been of no benefit to either of us in that situation. From this I took the following; is savagery in the context of humanity and emotion different to that within other contexts, or was what I did simply savage or not so? In my mind, a more savage response would have been to lie in order to seemingly spare feelings.

Does cowardice play a part in our perceptions of savagery or was there simply a difference in opinion?

Beach

It isn’t often that I start a post with a photo – but I thought these photos from my day at the beach today deserved a little attention.

My girlfriend and I have been getting weighed down recently because of our increasingly demanding jobs that we seem to have gained simultaneously, so we decided that we needed a quick and easy getaway whilst we were still capable. What better place than the beach?!

The weather was absolutely fantastic as you can see from the photos the sky was gorgeous, the sailors were in full swing and the fair was buzzing while we were there. Fish and chips were consumed along with ice cream and doughnuts, money was wasted in the arcades and stones were skipped (kind of) along the water.

I could go on about how amazing the day was and explain every second of it in detail, but I would much rather you all just simply took half a day and kept it just for an event like this, enjoying the beach with your loved ones is something that should never be treated as a minor event. I’ve had one of the best days I have had in a particularly long time, and these are the things that keep me going.

Gratitude

I just wanted to take a minute express my utmost gratitude to the people who take the time to enjoy my work and appreciate the time and effort I put into my posts. I have been pleasantly surprised with the level of response I have received to my previous posts and I thought it high-time that you all know how much I love doing this.

Writing is one of the few things in life that I actually feel as though I am good at and to receive likes, comments and praise for being able to do something I adore is quite simply the icing on the cake.

I will be devoting more time to writing and will be making much more time to interact with my fellow bloggers.

Once again, thank you so much for the support and I hope I continue to amuse you or cause a little inward reflection.

Tether

Tether

When most of us think of what tethering means, we have quite a negative perspective of how it can be applied to our own lives. Most people – in my humble experience – see being tethered as being constrained and feeling almost imprisoned. What if being tethered simply wasn’t this big evil construct weighing down on us, keeping us from progressing down a particular road?

When we tether an object, we do so to keep it same and to keep it from moving in a direction in which it shouldn’t be going. For all intents and purposes, being tethered is an extremely positive thing when it comes to the physical possessions in our lives, it keeps them close to us and stops them from disappearing!

Why then do we have these negative perceptions about being ‘tethered down’? Surely if we apply the same logic to ourselves as we do to our possessions in that positive regard (and we should always view one another more positively than we do possessions) then it isn’t such a bad thing after all. To truly understand this believe though, we need to look at why we feel as though we are tethered down in the first place. From what I’ve seen within my own life and in other people’s lives, the tethering is usually performed by the individual who ends up feeling as though they are ‘tethered’.

Would it be easy to cut this tether if we really wanted to? Or does this bring us back to the original point, that a tether is actually a safety feature built in to some of us? Share your thoughts.