The way I look at it is in anything, book, tv, magazine- the headline is what grabs you. So I decided that today I would make a wacky title to entice readers into my story.
So today is the day before my last shift at Markham many mixed emotions as you may well know. It is also the day that I went and had my interview with Trent University. Let me tell you one conclusion I came to: I dont smoke, have no interested in smoking and am generally dislike being around it. However today that interview was so stressful I would have lite up a cigarette right then and there had one been available. Allow me to walk you through my trent experience: I walk into the office and am greeted by a friendly girl who seems to for some strange reason already know my name. So I think this will be nice I already feel at ease. Then an older rather stone faced lady comes to greet me and I think oh shit were did the nice reception lady get to...
So I enter the room only to find Im being seated at the head of a table with 7 stone faced old nurses staring back at me. I dont know at this point whether to make eye contact or not, its almost like a wild animal in some cases if you look directly at it you can set it off. So the interview proceeded with me feeling sweatty and jittery. Infact so jittery that I managed to pick at my finger nail under the table till I could feel blood on the top. I look down and to my horror theres a little pool of blood. But thanks to my quick thinking I managed to use my coat sleeve to wipe it (note to self: clean coat) . Anyway the next hour was filled with mind numbing questions that I had to fumble and find words to put together into some form of a constructive sentence. I kind of now wonder if I might of sounded like i was handicapped in some way (not that theres anything wrong with that). What can I bring to trent university? Wine and cheese maybe? Perhaps a good joke? LIke I dont know what they were wanting. Describe a situation where you had a conflict with someone and what you did to resolve it? Umm... Barry would not give me the remote and I had to beat him for it therefore getting to watch my show instead of his? Am I off? do these answers seem like now what they are looking for? Describe a time when you were a leader was a particulary difficult one, Im doubting that they care that in grade 5 I was in the school play Snow White and I got to play the magic mirror, it was a challenging role for me but I think I thrived on the challenge. hmm something tells me Im way off!
Anyway after the interview was over and my finger stopped bleeding I had to wonder how I made it through the interview. Allow me to share with you my secret for interviews of that nature: see universities are all the same in one way- they love bullshit they love to hear it, speak it and write about it. So as long as you can spout off some good lines of fresh poo poo your golden. I just so happen to be a very good Bull shitter. I can talk like im right up there in cavier land when really Im down in kraft dinner valley. The problem becomes that after all the Bs is over and done with I dont seem to have really idea what I was talking about in the first place. I wonder if that would be a concern: teacher good at BS, bad at actual thought processes? Hmm I wonder time will tell.
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