Helena Handbasket

By Tivoli

A mad dash! Trains were a disaster & I had to keep sending messages to the agent to say I was delayed en-route. No time at all to grab any shots all day but this is a particularly sweet thing from the weekend. If only we had all had a grandpa like this one!

Back to today - Their first question was “What do you know about this company?”
Someone at work has said that this is important, you must research the potential employer so that you can answer all their “mirror mirror, on the wall” questions correctly.
But unless they are headline-grabbing with either their philanthropy, their success or their notoriety, all one can ever find out about a company is what they have published about themselves on the internet.
I am more of a Colleen Rooney than I am a Rebekah Vardy, and so I don't bother to “research” what people have published about themselves. Yes of course I enjoy your company here, but none of us reveals all that much about ourselves really do we. I mean, if I was in the Mastermind chair and my specialist subject was you, how many answers really would I get right? Mostly I don't even know your real names!
They asked about me, so I gave them a quick synopsis, starting at the beginning, finishing where I am now, not touching on every single base in between, and emphasising how much I care about stuff that matters.

They didn't ask to see my work. They didn't ask me to prove anything. Yes they'll be a better place to work than where I am now, but Wednesday could knock these off their plate, and while I've been typing this, I've had a call from someone else wanting me to sneak off for a quick online interview next week.

All is not yet lost  .  .  .

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