I currently work part-time in a doctor's office, which is a big step up from the frozen yogurt hell where I used to work, but it is still nowhere near where I want to be. I'm searching for a full time salaried position in a certain pay range with benefits, which as you know are hard to come by these days. However, last week I finally managed to land an interview for a good job with an awesome company. The interview was on Monday, and it was going pretty well until the following exchange:
Q: What do you think of social media?
Me: I think it serves a valuable purpose. I have friends all over the world and I keep in touch with them through Facebook.
Q: May we see your Facebook page?
Me: .....
Q: It's just so we can get to know you better.
Me: Um...okay, I don't see why not.
I totally wimped out. What I really wanted to say was...
Me: You want to get to know me better? Isn't that what this interview is for? Seriously, does anyone ever fall for that steaming pile of horseshit?? My private life is just that, private. The last thing I want is a bunch of armchair psychiatrists combing through my photos counting how many there are of me with a drink in my hand and speculating how often I will be showing up to work hung over. If an interview isn't good enough for you, then I guess we're done here.
My privacy settings ensure that no one sees my Facebook page without friending me. Sure enough, I got a friend request from the woman who interviewed me, and I rejected it. Somehow I don't think I got the job, but I won't be losing any sleep over it.
The search continues...
Q: What do you think of social media?
Me: I think it serves a valuable purpose. I have friends all over the world and I keep in touch with them through Facebook.
Q: May we see your Facebook page?
Me: .....
Q: It's just so we can get to know you better.
Me: Um...okay, I don't see why not.
I totally wimped out. What I really wanted to say was...
Me: You want to get to know me better? Isn't that what this interview is for? Seriously, does anyone ever fall for that steaming pile of horseshit?? My private life is just that, private. The last thing I want is a bunch of armchair psychiatrists combing through my photos counting how many there are of me with a drink in my hand and speculating how often I will be showing up to work hung over. If an interview isn't good enough for you, then I guess we're done here.
My privacy settings ensure that no one sees my Facebook page without friending me. Sure enough, I got a friend request from the woman who interviewed me, and I rejected it. Somehow I don't think I got the job, but I won't be losing any sleep over it.
The search continues...
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