Laughable
Rather than delve into the misery of the worst interview ever mentioned in my prior post, I'm going to skip straight ahead to the current prospects, which are significantly more promising and significantly more appealing. Today, I had another two interviews, the first of which was another one of those introductory meetings at a staffing agency. I wasn't particularly impressed with them, but I always follow the advice about never burning bridges when it comes to job hunting.
Later in the day, I had an interview at a major magazine publisher. Although the job itself (assisting in advertising sales) and the magazine (a celebrity-focused publication) do not immediately lend themselves to my career goals, it's definitely a step in the right direction and a foot in the door, and all those podiatric analogies. I ended up spending 3 hours there. First I met the other assistants, then I interviewed with the Advertising Director, then I interviewed with the Associate Publisher, then I filled out applications, then I interviewed with Human Resources, and then I took a series of tests. At the end, one of the assistants gave me a couple tips and said things were looking good for me, as most of the other candidates had not made it this far. After all that, I'm going back tomorrow to meet with the head-honcho Publisher. I definitely think I will be in the running, but you can never really tell in these situations. If I ended up at this place, it would become the most hilarious twist of fate I've ever experienced. I would laugh at myself for days, and then I would look at all the attractive girls around me and smile.
On Monday I have an interview for a job that actually sounds close to my interests. The position is an Editorial Assistant at a small book publisher that produces books about architecture and design, and obviously I would be a good candidate. I suppose I don't know much about the job or the company, but they are located in Chelsea, which is a good sign as far as formality and "corporateness" go.
Lastly, I was contacted by a recruiter who spoke with me about working for a hedge fund. Apparently this firm likes to hire top liberal arts school graduates with good grades for assistant positions, and does not mind that many of them have entirely unrelated interests or if they wear jeans to work. I fit that description quite well, so while I don't have an interview yet, it is a distinct possibility. I would probably make a hell of a lot more money with that gig than any of the others for which I've interviewed. This is also quite amusing becuase I have not a damn clue as to what a hedge fund is.
Let's Google "hedge fund."
From Magnum.com: A hedge fund is a fund that can take both long and short positions, use arbitrage, buy and sell undervalued securities, trade options or bonds, and invest in almost any opportunity in any market where it foresees impressive gains at reduced risk.
Right. Makes sense. Wait... what? The best succinct definition I can understand compares hedge funds as opposed to mutual funds. Unfortunately, my rudimentary understanding of investing does not afford me much insight into any of the stuff. Whatever makes you rich, I guess.
Later in the day, I had an interview at a major magazine publisher. Although the job itself (assisting in advertising sales) and the magazine (a celebrity-focused publication) do not immediately lend themselves to my career goals, it's definitely a step in the right direction and a foot in the door, and all those podiatric analogies. I ended up spending 3 hours there. First I met the other assistants, then I interviewed with the Advertising Director, then I interviewed with the Associate Publisher, then I filled out applications, then I interviewed with Human Resources, and then I took a series of tests. At the end, one of the assistants gave me a couple tips and said things were looking good for me, as most of the other candidates had not made it this far. After all that, I'm going back tomorrow to meet with the head-honcho Publisher. I definitely think I will be in the running, but you can never really tell in these situations. If I ended up at this place, it would become the most hilarious twist of fate I've ever experienced. I would laugh at myself for days, and then I would look at all the attractive girls around me and smile.
On Monday I have an interview for a job that actually sounds close to my interests. The position is an Editorial Assistant at a small book publisher that produces books about architecture and design, and obviously I would be a good candidate. I suppose I don't know much about the job or the company, but they are located in Chelsea, which is a good sign as far as formality and "corporateness" go.
Lastly, I was contacted by a recruiter who spoke with me about working for a hedge fund. Apparently this firm likes to hire top liberal arts school graduates with good grades for assistant positions, and does not mind that many of them have entirely unrelated interests or if they wear jeans to work. I fit that description quite well, so while I don't have an interview yet, it is a distinct possibility. I would probably make a hell of a lot more money with that gig than any of the others for which I've interviewed. This is also quite amusing becuase I have not a damn clue as to what a hedge fund is.
Let's Google "hedge fund."
From Magnum.com: A hedge fund is a fund that can take both long and short positions, use arbitrage, buy and sell undervalued securities, trade options or bonds, and invest in almost any opportunity in any market where it foresees impressive gains at reduced risk.
Right. Makes sense. Wait... what? The best succinct definition I can understand compares hedge funds as opposed to mutual funds. Unfortunately, my rudimentary understanding of investing does not afford me much insight into any of the stuff. Whatever makes you rich, I guess.
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