Friday, February 4, 2005
interview, intershmooWell, I pretty much all-out bombed that interview. I've never been so inarticulate in my life, except perhaps as an infant. The whole experience was incredibly painful. Imagine this: American female interviewer, and British male. Good cop/bad cop. The woman is all like, "I'm just so glad that I found someone who's heard these words before." But the guy is asking me questions along the lines of, "When you have a document, how do you approach the metadata?" Quietly, from behind. Or, did you ever see Mission Impossible, with Tom Cruise? I like to ease my way down from the ceiling with some snappy theme music. Plus, the dog's either barking or begging for attention (if I shut him out, he barks), and then the cat comes up and meows directly into the phone.
So much for selling myself to the man. Or woman. Or anyone, for that matter.
11:50:16 AM
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