Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, uh, some people out there in our nation don't have maps. And I believe that our education like, such as South Africa, and, the Iraq, everywhere like such as. And I believe that they should, our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S., or should help South Africa, and should help the Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future for our children."
--Caitlin Upton, Miss South Carolina Teen 2007
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
Copyright © 2004-2005 Kerrie Lee. All rights reserved.
I’d love to give some sort of update to my job interview, but I wasn’t able to gauge how well (or how badly) the interview went.
I got to the interview site about 20 minutes early. I figured it was just enough time to use the bathroom and have moment to relax while I waited. When I went through the first set of doors to the building, I noticed a telephone with a sign indicating that visitors should call the receptionist so she could unlock the door. I called the receptionist. I got the receptionist’s voicemail. Since I was still early, I hung up and waited a few minutes before calling again. This time she answered and came out to let me in.
She told me I was early, and indicated the waiting area. I asked if I could use the bathroom first, and she led me down a hall in the opposite direction as the waiting area. I soaped up my hands and turned on the faucet only to find that no water came out of the faucet. It wasn’t really a faucet, but more like a lever that rotated back and forth. I thought maybe it was motion sensitive, so I waved my soapy hands all around the faucet and sink area. No luck. I resigned myself to using paper towel to clean off my soapy hands when the water suddenly started to trickle. I rushed back to put my hands beneath the faucet and the water stopped. I’M NOT KIDDING. I think it was at this point when I started looking around for hidden cameras. Somehow, the water started to trickle again, and I was able to rinse my hands off.
When I returned to the waiting area, my interviewers were already there waiting for me. They took me to their conference room and immediately asked to see my work. I showed them my book, which they viewed dutifully. Then the 40 minute conversation went something like this:
Them: “Are you a full-time student?”
Me: “I’m full time this semester. Usually I only attend half-time, but when I realized I could graduate with these last four classes, I made arrangements so I could complete all four this semester.”
Them: 10-15 minutes of stuff about the job. Then… “Do you have any questions for us?”
Me: (thinking this is where I am supposed to sell myself) “What type of person are you looking for to fill this position?”
Them: Talk about the type of person they’re looking for. Talk more about the specifics of the job. Then… “I hope that answers your question.”
Me: (thinking I must have missed my que to sell myself the first time) “How do you determine who will be selected for this program?”
Them: “It’s a difficult decision. We have about 40 interviews, from which we’ll be selecting 10-12 people for the evaluation. From there, we’re thinking 1-3 positions will be offered based on how well people do during the evaluation. We sit down with the managers and the human resources people and make our recommendations. HR will call everyone and let them know one way or the other the week of the 19th. Are there any other questions you have for us?”
Me: (realizing it’s too late to sell myself now, but not wanting to leave without them knowing I want to be chosen for the evaluation) “I won’t be able to show you my abilities until the evaluation, but I hope you’ve at least had a chance to learn something about my personality.” (Then, just in case my personality wasn’t obvious..) “I have a positive attitude and I work well with people. I really would like this opportunity.”
Them: “If you don’t have any more questions… It was nice meeting you. Thank you for coming.”
They sold me on the job, but they didn’t really ask about me. But I’ve asked around, and I’ve been told that it’s pretty common in this field. How do they decide who to hire? “You just click.” I don’t know if I clicked or not. It was all very friendly. We joked, we laughed. But all well within the bounds of talking business. Anyway, it’s over. I have one less thing to worry about now.
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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