Ah Friday, finally. I did have some amusement this morning. I have my alarm set to radio and this morning when it went off there was a commercial for a drug. No clue what the drug was or what it was supposed to do. I turned in about the time they reached the side effects. I find it amusing that in case of stomach cramping, constipation or death you should notify your doctor. Yup, if the drug kills you, be sure to let your doctor know. It was a darkly humorous way to wake this morning. So shall we see what today’s prompt brings? Timers set and off we go.
I can’t lie I felt like I was spinning my wheels mentally on this one. I think I need more details on the person or the job first. But my brain does feel clearer. So there is that.
Friday, May 17th: And what is your ultimate goal?
“And what is your ultimate goal?” She asked. It was the most dreaded question of the interview process and one I despised.
“My ultimate goal,” I said. “Well I would like to put what I learned to use in my daily job and continue learning, finding new uses for my skills as they develop.”
Ms. Lang nodded sagely and made a notation on her notepad. “And with regards to Ferris and Wellington?”
With the first question, I was prepared for the inevitability of the second and was easily able to talk about my place, should I get the entry level position, and how I could see my increasing skills benefitting the company within the department.
She nodded and seemed accepting of my comments so I thought I might have done well enough in blending my research of the company with the skills I brought to the table and the starting position I wanted. The interview wrapped up soon after and I felt positive about how it went.
“We will be making out decision by the end of the week,” she told me.
“Thank you for the opportunity,” I told her. And then I left. This was my fourth interview today. Two of them promised notification by the end of th week and the other two by the end of the following week. I was hoping that at least one of them liked me enough to hire me. As my feet hit the sidewalk and I walked away from the building I wondered why the companies all asked what my ultimate goal was. All of them had a habit of hiring people for the lower positions when business was booming and letting them go as soon as they felt the department needed to be shrunk. Those that progressed through the ranks all had more prestigious universities bestowing their degrees.
While my university was good, it wasn’t one of the elite schools. Those above me tended to all come from the elite schools. It both amused and annoyed me. Many of the companies where I was applying were founded by people from universities like mine. They seemed however to enjoy having a squadron of the elite one level below them. I couldn’t blame them as I too would find that to be an ego boost. It didn’t make my quest for work any easier. It also made my annoyance with the questions about future plans rise. Ferris and Wellington was in fact one of the worst offenders as far as upper echelon snobbery went. Their founder made a great deal out of his working class background but beneath him there were no one who boasted degrees from state schools on the pay role. We were entry level only.
Ten til Midnight 