{"id":2347,"date":"2010-11-07T18:32:33","date_gmt":"2010-11-07T17:32:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/barebente.com\/blog\/?p=2347"},"modified":"2014-02-05T01:58:14","modified_gmt":"2014-02-05T00:58:14","slug":"the-interview","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/barebente.com\/blog\/2010\/11\/the-interview\/","title":{"rendered":"the interview"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A while ago, I applied for a job as a 3D-assistant.\u00a0I can do that, I figured.\u00a0The description of the job and subsequent application went through a large site that deals with everything from selling houses to pencils. And job listings.<\/p>\n<p>I was summoned to the interview, both by phone and an e-mail through finn.no&#8217;s system.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>With a spring in my step, I bounced to the given address, and found the company in question. A cup of coffee, some chit-chat, and off we went.\u00a0&#8220;We are a small company&#8221;, the guy says. &#8220;so the work is diverse, you&#8217;d have to do lots of different things&#8221;. All good with me; I prefer variety. &#8220;Outsourcing&#8221;, he says. &#8220;marked analysis&#8221;, he says.\u00a0I followed as well as I could, but attempting to steer a little towards methods, tools and processes; closer to my heart and attention. Trying to figure out what and how exactly my place and job as a 3D assistant would pan out.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3545\" title=\"addr4\" src=\"http:\/\/barebente.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/addr4.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"629\" height=\"207\" srcset=\"http:\/\/barebente.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/addr4.jpg 629w, http:\/\/barebente.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/addr4-150x49.jpg 150w, http:\/\/barebente.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/addr4-400x131.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 629px) 100vw, 629px\" \/>&#8220;Do you know our four major competitors?&#8221; says he. &#8220;no&#8221; I say. &#8220;Well, you should.&#8221;<br \/>\nAt this point I am a little frustrated. I cannot entirely see that a 3D-assistants first priority should be knowing that. Surely, I&#8217;d learn that within the first day. I&#8217;d rather hear and talk about software, processes, workflow, cooperation. About quality.\u00a0He goes on. And on. And on. About marked strategies, quizzing me on what and how I would grab marked shares from competitors, how would I do it? What other markeds could I see for this company? How would I expand it? How would I get the customers? Do I have the drive for this?<\/p>\n<p>A small gnome in my head tries to get my attention; there is something wrong here. A little nagging feeling that something is not right. But an interview is a stressful situation, I answer to the best of my abilities, on Q&#8217;s about outsourcing, time zones, marked shares.<\/p>\n<p>I try to talk about files. About the technology behind. I try to say that a lot of these questions I cannot answer properly, without knowing the processes and methods in the company. On and on.\u00a0Nag, nag, goes the little gnome.<\/p>\n<p>I am getting increasingly frustrated. All of a sudden, the interview is over. I politely bid them goodbye, they say the standard &#8220;we will call you next week&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>I am rather frustrated, but have no-one to blame but myself; I realise I have not done a good job. A long discussion in my head on the way home. What happened, how could I do so badly, when it seemed I should easily manage to get myself across as sensible and useful?\u00a0Nag, nag.<\/p>\n<p>Back at home, the little gnome gets me to double check the mail I got. It is tagged, from the job-marked site, both in subject field and footer: &#8220;regarding application for &#8220;3d-assistant&#8221; code 24732471&#8243;.\u00a0Seems I fucked up :-(<\/p>\n<p>The little gnome goes &#8220;paste that code in the url, paste that code in the url, paste that code in the url&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Right.<\/p>\n<p>Weeeell! Will you look at that&#8230;!<br \/>\nThat was an entirely different kettle of fish. The ad had been changed, and this time around the title was not 3D-assistant, but &#8220;project management and global outsourcing&#8221;.<br \/>\nNot really interchangeable.<\/p>\n<p>We had all been sensible and relevant. Same time, same place.\u00a0Just not the same interview.<\/p>\n<p>So it goes.<\/p>\n<h3>Update<\/h3>\n<p>I mailed them about the mistake. In fact, all was dead silence.\u00a0I admit I got pissed off; they could have said &#8220;ups, sorry&#8221;. I left it for a long time, then mailed them, and said I thought they owed me an apology, as it is stressful enough to be applying for jobs, if not also have to keep track of various companies every idiot move.<\/p>\n<p>He replied. He justified himself, and said &#8220;the ad was not (in the original version) there for long. 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