The Hunt for Gainful Employment

The Big Day

I had an interview this afternoon. I run a business with my husband (you remember, the one that walked out of the marriage back in February). This is severely career-limiting, as you can imagine, so I need to find some sort of gainful employment. I need a job. I’ve applied for quite a few, heard back from a couple, but this was the first interview.

There were three parts – a one-to-one interview, a presentation, and a group interview where we had to discuss something while the interviewers watched. It’s been a while since I last had an interview – 2004, I think. And that was just a straight-forward firing-squad style (4-5 people asking questions, always hard to know where to look).

First up was the 1 to 1 interview. Very pleasant woman doing the interview, and it turned out she would be my boss if I was successful. The work sounded really interesting, and I felt like I’d said the right things. I wasn’t fazed by the presentation part of it – standing up and talking in front of a group doesn’t fill me with dread!! They laughed in all the right places, and I felt that had gone well too. Who knows?? Who can tell??

I’d never done a group session before. It felt very artificial, and as I didn’t know exactly what it was that the ‘interviewer’ was looking for, it’s hard to know if I did what they wanted. But – I felt I’d done OK. I didn’t dominate the conversation (unlike one candidate), I didn’t sit and say nothing (unlike another one), I didn’t talk over the top of anyone, I stated my case clearly, agreed with others when I genuinely agreed with them, and disagreed when I genuinely disagreed (but in a civilised, polite way).

All in all, I feel OK about it all – I’m certainly not sitting here wishing I’d said something different!! And for me, that means that I’ll be happy enough, even if I don’t get the job. If I’ve done the best I can, and they still don’t want me, then I’m obviously not the right person for the job, and the job is obviously not the right one for me. And so we move on.

As we left we were told we would be informed one way or the other within 48 hours – so I’ll know one way or the other by mid-afternoon the day after tomorrow.

Watch this space…

Two Days Later

I reckon the 48 hours was up at about 3:00 this afternoon. It’s now 6pm. No news is bad news as far as job interviews are concerned. So – let’s assume that’s that and move on. Shame – it would have been interesting work. It would be nice to know for sure one way or the other, but I know that doesn’t always happen. And if I’m not what they’re looking for, I would like to know who is looking for someone like me!

The Day After That

I was in a meeting in my volunteering role this morning and told them that I didn’t think I’d got the job. Everyone said all the right things. And then one of the guys said, ‘Ring them! What’s the worst that can happen? Ring them. It shows you’re keen, you’ll at least know for sure – and they might give you some clues as to why you didn’t get it, which could be useful in future interviews.’ It made perfect sense. So this afternoon – I rang them.

I got through to the person who’d interviewed me – and she told me that they were still interviewing, and no decision would be made until the early part of next week!! She promised to ring me one way or the other as soon as a decision had been made.

There’s still hope!!!

Once I know for sure one way or the other, you lovely people out in Blogland will be the first to hear about it!

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11 Comments Add yours

  1. oldhowie says:

    Hey sis PM is up for grabs !

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  2. Ha ha!! You’d have to be crazy to do that job… No, wait, that explains a lot!!!

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  3. anglosvizzera says:

    Oh yes, the old ’48 hour’ trick. Your friend was quite right to tell you to ring them as quite often there is a reason why they haven’t contacted you (and I’ve found the NHS are experts at this ‘delay tactic’). I’ve had some successes and some failures this way but I always like to phone on the pretext of asking for some kind of ‘constructive feedback’. I think sometimes they offer the job to one person who then ‘thinks about it’ (probably because they have applied for several jobs and are waiting to see what happens) and then when that person turns it down, they go on to the next best etc.

    Although, of course, I don’t mean to suggest that you fall into that category. I have found that when I was back in the UK looking for work after my failed liaison with the Italian gigolo, my age was probably a bit of a put-off for some people (was 50 then), although my new work colleagues were once trying to guess my age and started at 38!

    Also, having been a ‘Jill of all trades’ (my original radiographic career and Architectural degree way in the distant past), and with rent to pay, I was happy to do anything at all. However, I found that I was apparently ‘overqualified’ for a lot of the jobs I interviewed for, but I did get a job pretty quickly through an agency, that became a ‘permanent’ job. My sister, once in a position of trying to find work at a similar age, had a CV which left off her degree and then she was inundated with calls for interview.

    Later, I had to ‘sign on’ when I moved to another area, and joined the NHS admin staff bank as well as the county council staff bank, although the latter never ever contacted me. Part of the condition for getting JSA was to prove that you were actually looking for work (which I was, but only had to tell them I was looking, it seems) and had several interviews. The Job Centre staff told me that I was ‘doing really well’ as I was actually having interviews, whereas many people weren’t! But at least I was getting some kind of small income…


  4. This is all so true!! I have quietly forgotten to mention my degree, and downgraded my current position from ‘Director’ to ‘Admin’… Like yourself, many of my skills are somewhat dated now, and I would likely be seen as over qualified if I told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth!! A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do!!

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  5. anglosvizzera says:

    Yes we do indeed – I also forgot to say that until a couple of years ago I had been dyeing my hair so it looked like my original colour (probably why my colleagues thought I was 38 and not 50) – but when I became a ‘Nana’ a couple of years ago, I grew it out, which is what I said I would do at that point. However, as I’m not currently searching for jobs, I’m not sure what impression I’d give now!


    1. Sarah says:

      ANGLOSVIZZERA, if your photo is anything to go by, I would say you look good with the colour hair you have. In your position, I wouldn’t dye it as 1) it looks good & 2) if you start dying it you would need to keep up to date with dying the roots so you looked at interviews.

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      1. anglosvizzera says:

        Thank you Sarah! I was pleased with the outcome, and the whole process of going from dark brown to grey wasn’t as bad as I’d anticipated, now that you can buy grey hair dye. I’m pleased that I no longer have to worry about grey roots showing through and the undoubted hazards of applying dodgy chemicals to one’s head. I intend to ‘grow old gracefully’ 🙂


  6. Me too!! I went grey quite young (first grey hair at 19), and it didn’t bother me until I was in my 40s. And then it bothered me – so I started dyeing it. I stopped a couple of years ago – it started with just being curious as to what I really looked like!! I like what I saw, and stayed with it. I keep it very short, and I think grey hair looks very stylish and ‘honest’, I guess. I feel a blog about hair coming on!!!

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