Interview

Like I said in the last post, I had a job interview yesterday. I showed up my normal 10 minutes early, and they directed me to the application kiosks to answer a round of questions before people would actually talk to me.

I sat down, moved through the pages for about a minute, when the system would go no further. I picked up the red "help phone" at the desk, and they sent someone over to check. They couldn't figure it out, so they told me to just use the other kiosk. The keyboard on that one wouldn't work. So they called over a second person, and I'm sitting there trying to be nonchalant and somehow succeeding. I made the comment, "I always knew computers hated me, but..." and the guy just laughed and agreed. The second guy couldn't figure out what was wrong, so they just skipped that part and took me into a back room.

Over the next half-hour or so, two guys came in, asking me strange and confusing questions. I think they were trying to melt my brain or something. After the questions, they thanked me for my time, and I did likewise, and said they'd call in 7-10 days. I think I did well, but we'll see.

While I was in Target, I figured I'd get a couple things--a vacuum and a copy of Slumdog Millionaire. I ended up getting Apollo 13 as well. And on the way, I ran into the guy who is sometimes jokingly called "High King Peter", who happened to be there to do some grocery shopping.