Interview

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 02, 2019

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23 is a nice age, just graduated from the univercity, still young, full of plans and desires. It was the last time I remember myself as alive, not being miserable. I had a low paid job at a scientific institutaion but I didnt care because I could do whatever I wanted there - writing reviews of some internal events, looking for the site, managing local network and its cabling system, getting soem paper work related to the inventory of our small laborstory. Whenever I needed some paper or device that I didnt have and couldnt get in the institution I asked my boyfriend to buy it for me which he always did after some arguing. Actually I asked him to pick me up at the institution, pretended I had some urgent task to finish, made him come in and look over the ugly building insides, feel the poverty of the place and then asked for some small staff I had intention to have there - paper, organazers, new mouse pointer etc. He worked for more generous company and in a much better place though just like me he had just graduated from the university the year before. Actually he started at that company when he was still studying. We lived in a strange room nearby my work and shared appartments with another couple we used to know from the dorme. The room we lived in was designed for someone with mental illness. it had no inside locks and no power sockets. It was dark and smelly as the owner of the neighbouring appartment was storing meat flavouring he used to produce sausages right in the hall nearby his entrance door. We weren't happy there, we dated for five years and I had a strong feeling we were not supposed to get married or have kids. We were more of a good friends but with every week spent in that room we had less and less of interest in each other. I could sense that, I was praying god to send me someone because I was ready for marriage and taking care of a baby and we werent blessed yet and werent happy any more. But there was noone and I couldnt afford living alone, I just switched my mind to work. In fact I didnt have any valuable duties there but the happy coincidence has helped me get some directions in what I was really interested and I dove in. I always wanted to know what happens on the server at the time when you type the site name in your browser or send email from your mail client and now I knew what to look for. I also got invited for the interview, finally. To a company similar to my boyfriends for a position in alignment with my interests above. I managed to fail all my previous interviews in the past two months but this didnt make me less optimistic somehow, I didnt care about that much as interviewers never mentioned anything I liked to do in their descryptions for the positions - thus no fuss. I wasnt in need of an urgent job, still supported by my boyfriend and still doing my job at the institution. It was the beginning of the summer 2007 and I just ignored the last interview pretending being sick. Infact I just decided not to rush and spend this summer in the lazy mood, it was the first summer after graduation. But the girl that arranged that interview was insisting that I come when I get better, she was so cheerful and nice that I couldnt resist. 6th of June. It was raining all night, but still warm. I decided to put on grey skirt and tight blue shirt with short sleeves and high collar, in addition my only convenient shoes without high heels. Short hair, light makeup, I was looking quite strict, reminded myself a teacher but still too girlish for the position that was subject of the interview. I wasnt confident neither about my skills nor my look but I was really looking forward to attend the company, feel its energy, judge its look, check if we could offer something to each other, even if that was to be just a piece of useful information. I arrived 10 minutes in advance. A charming girl who was approaching me for the interview appeared to be my school mate. After a short conversation in the hall she called for a manager of the team I was supposed to join. I sat on a sofa in a hall and was thinking about what I did wrong to her at school that she wanted me to do mens duties for this company. My train of thoughts was interrupted by a men, I stood up. A men stood still, his back close to the wall, eyes turned down and looking at me without interest. I replied with a slided glance - dark hair, grey eyes, black tshirt, trousers and sneakers, just like thousands other guys this men would look invisible to me if not his height. After reilizing I made up my mind on him he smiled and offered to enter the nearest door to the meeting room, his voice was calm. Then the second guy has appeared. The let me come in first. There was a huge window in from of the door, large table to the right with the desk at the end, there was some space on the left that I decided to occupy while they take their seats so I could pick some suitable location for me. The tall men sat at the table in a relaxed manner and pointed me to take a seat in front of the second men which i did immediately. The second one was likely frustrated, he was trying to avoid eye contact and I got sick. Something in his look, emptiness in the eyes, his manner of avoiding eye contact has reminded me my boyfriend and our tough last months, thenthought of me having to work with someone like he was poped up and instinctively I've made a movement back on the chair and likely had a sigh of disgustance on my face, at least this is what I felt that moment. The tall men was now interested, observing this scene. To me it was quite a kind gesture that he now pointed to a seat in front of him and started questioning. He spoke russian fluently, his words were pronounced with ease and I missed this so much lately. I started enjoying this interview. His questions were simple and pleasant to answer. He was standing up from time to time to write down soemthing on the desk and I thought of this as a game, obviously he loved to play "school". I decided to let him know that I am aware of this game but I dont like particularly this "school" topic. Somehow it worked. He switched the game to another one and then another, that second guy wasnt even trying to join the conversation, to me he was absent. I answered technical questions clearly and without hesitation, but my head was busy with other task- the feeling of complete satisfaction. There was no need for me to work there, they already have this tall guy and his vision of certain situations, experience in technology, his energy and enthusiasm, his attention is much more than I am able to contribute. They asked me to start on July 1-st.


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