The Interview
Monday, February 3rd, 2003There was a career fair on campus last week. There were quite a few employers there but I got the impression that many were there just to make an appearance and not necesarilly recruit. In fact, these days “recruiting” seems to be the wrong term to use. Pan handling seems more appropriate. The scene from the career fair was an enormous crowd of desperate students looking for any job openings. Which reminds me, I had to smile when I noticed virtually no one approached the KMart booth :). Come on…we’re not that desperate (not yet anyway). Anyway, I passed my Resume around a few places and talked with a few companies but nothing looked very promising. As I was leaving I gave the Navy Officer recruiting booth a second glance, but decided I’ll wait till the end of the summer before I consider that.
I was surprised when I got a call the next morning to come in for an interview. It was with a relatively small company, but they’ve been around for a while (yes, I’m being sarcastic). Overall I thought the interview went pretty well. They were recruiting for positions in Boulder, CO, which I wouldn’t mind moving to, but they indicated that the college graduate positions probably wouldn’t open until March (if they have any at all). So I guess I’ll just wait and hope for an invitation to visit Boulder in March.
As I said, I thought the interview went alright. However, it wasn’t what I’d call perfect. I crossed my legs as I was sitting (left leg resting on my right knee) and towards the end of the interview I uncrossed them. I was horrified when I realized I couldn’t feel my right leg, at all (no tingling, NOTHING). Fortunately I regained enough feeling to make it out of the interview, but with an obvious limp. How embarassing is that? Anyway, I’m keeping my fingers crossed (but not my legs, I’ve learned that lesson).