Thursday, November 4, 2010

Interview #2

Today I had an interview at IBM. The days leading up to this one have been extremely stressful. I think about what I'm going to say at the interview, how I'll hold up working with IBM, what my daily routine would be, etc. During the week I've lost my appetite and get small headaches, it's not very pleasant. But the day of the interview is fine. I wake up, dress, commute, fill out the application form, and wait. It's strange but waiting at the actual venue is the least stressful part of applying for a job.

I'm interviewed by a lady named Lea who's very pleasant and very helpful (she better be, she's HR). The interview goes well (even though I feel like I babble a lot). I'm asked about situations where I've been stressed and how I react to it. I hate this question, it's not that I'm not comfortable or unable to answer it, it's just the only thing that comes to mind are problems that STILL EXIST. So before I know it, I'm spilling my guts about my failures at coordinating the youth fellowship and finishing projects, and then I get stuck with how I dealt with those problems. I managed to pull something out of my butt. Up to this point, I'm wondering if I was completely truthful with that interview. I might of skewed things in my favor. Oh well.

So I'm told I might be contacted later that night or the next day about an interview. I'm surprised because the interview is only for 15 minutes, and after that I'm already heading home. I hail a taxi and leave Eastwood when I receive another call. It's IBM asking me if I'm still in the vicinity because they would like to have another interview. I've already left the area when I tell the taxi driver to stop the car. I run back for another interview in a different building. Good bye fifty pesos.

I'm interviewed by Diane and April (the team leader). They ask similar questions that I was asked earlier, along with "tell me something about yourself that's not on your resume." I'm baffled and start stuttering because I can't think of anything. I throw out my involvement in Church activities, etc. They ask how comfortable I am with numbers, and this is when I bomb the interview. I pretty much say I don't like accounting or finance, which is basically what the position is for (payroll). On top of that, I let them know that I prefer to work at a different IBM location, not at Eastwood (meaning I'm asking for a different position). Okay, I don't think the interview went terribly, I handled myself pretty well. I'm just struggling with a few things:

1. How am I going to commute to Eastwood?
2. How am I going to adjust to the night shift? (Good bye social life... Oh wait, I don't have one)
3. What am I going to do about food?
4. Do I really want to spend the next 6 months or year dealing with numbers everyday?
5. Am I going to be good at what I do? What if I suck?

After the interview they said they might call me tonight or tomorrow morning for a third interview (What? I thought there were only two.) Supposedly this is the last one, and this one's supposed to be with the head honcho. Supposedly.

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