As some of you may know, this week was my official "week of interviews". On Wednesday I travelled for a total of 5 hours for a 30 minute interview with Nationwide, which I was basically treating as a practice for later ones. It went extremely well, the woman who I spoke to was very nice, and I'm going to get another hotel stay out of it on the 21st Feb for the final round.
To be close for my IBM interview I went up to London last night to stay with my brother. It was really good catching up with him, including finding out that the programme series he researched over the summer ("Penis Envy") is being shown Mon-Weds week 5 on channel 4 in the evenings. I'm not sure if he's told my parents he's done this yet, it features a special on the depressed man with the world's biggest member and one on John Bobbit (the guy who had his penis chopped off and thrown out the window). The project he's working on at the moment (my brother, not Mr Bobbit) is "This Is A Knife" and should be available to view online soon at www.channel4.com/thisisaknife. He's producer/director for it, so it's a bit more of his work…
Anyway, on to the interview. I got up this morning, got to the office at 8:30, waited round until 9:30, had a quick introduction to the day and then started the group exercise. This is where it all started to go horribly, horribly wrong. In my group of 4, there was one guy who was pretty bright, one who was quite nice, and one who was the most annoying guy in the world. Ever. Every time anyone came up with a suggestion he just shot them down, and put his own way across and refused to change. As we were supposed to work as a team and had a tight deadline, we ended up having to do it his way, and got nowhere. I made more suggestions and they kept on getting knocked down. I of course should probably must take some of the blame for not being assertive enough to get my ideas across, and not helping him more while I felt we were going in circles, but it's nice to blame someone else :-).
The rest of the morning went pretty well, with aptitude tests and some very nice cups of tea. When it got to them announcing who was staying for interviews I was feeling a bit more optimistic, but they only asked 1 of the 8 of us to stay. Basically, anyone in my group failed at the group stage and generally on one of the tests, and 3 out of the 4 others failed the numeracy tests. I'm pretty pleased that I was one of the only two who passed all the aptitude tests, and it's not the end of the world that I didn't get the job, but I'm still not too happy. I should have been more assertive in the group exercise…
Anyhow, that was my week. Typical that I get through without much pain on the job I'm not too fussed about, and fail miserably at the one I want. It's just the way the cookie crumbles I guess.
Just needed to write that down to clear my head. Just one more thing to get out of my system now:
Arse, shite, bugger, feck, grr.