My job interviews would always have always something hilarious in it. Well, the same happened this time too, in the form of an HR who doesn’t know the responsibilities of the position he holds & a team leader who can’t even say the full form of SEO. I never knew that big companies (I was told it’s too big one for me!) may have such clownish employees in it.
Wanna hear my sad story in detail. Here is it.
After a night full of preparations (for which I regretted later) I reached about 30 minutes before the stipulated time, but the security officer took me to a monotonous sightseeing throughout the whole building, as he was not sure about the way to the office. Tired and fed up, I left the security officer half the way, as I was sure that another circle around the building was awaiting me.
After a tiresome walk I managed to reach at the entrance of the so called big company, just 10 minutes before the scheduled time.
The reception counter resembled a posh five star hotel, but had no one there to collect my resume or direct me towards the interview board. I was feeling sorry for myself, that I came all the way, taking a leave (a LOP), leaving my works, for such an unpleasant response. After a long time I saw someone nearing the reception and rushed to complete my preliminary formalities.
I was taken to a Hi-Fi cabin & a pot bellied man with thick glasses, introduced himself as the TL and started the interview. Half of the chat was about the number of degrees that he had and a long chain of boring praises for his writers, gosh! I should stab me for listening to that, as the latter part was really heart breaking.
I was told a test and to my surprise they gave me an 18 page document for rewriting. It had all about the business progresses and matters related to some Middle East countries. I was told that the best writer of the firm had drafted the document. My curiosity doubled!!!
But I started reading the so called best document, I felt like screaming aloud, as the document was a bin of mistakes and plagiarism, with lack of clarity and coordination of ideas. The whole document had just a few high sounding words fixed together, modified with the help of a few pictures, and needed a thorough mending which could be possible only in a day or two.
I cursed my plan for travelling about 220km, wrote about 4 pages of the document, commented the errors and left the place. The next round of torment was from the HR and I was forced to pour out all my sadness at him. To my surprise he blatantly confessed that the document had mistakes, and that he couldn’t see it earlier. What else to say, I left the building murmuring Charlotte Bronte’s quote, “I try to avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.”