Interesting Interview - II
From an interesting telephonic interview to an interesting direct interview. Once again it was not the interview by itself that was interesting. The interesting part is the run-up to the interview.
A MNC bank asked me to attend a direct interview in their office in Fort (does that give away the name of the bank?) at 8:30 pm on a working day. My association with 8:30 pm seemed to continue from the previous interview with the financial products firm. Anyways, this time I was given enough time to plan for the interview. I decided to leave from my office at 6:00 pm and reach Fort well before time. Then I would change my shirt and wear a tie in some restaurant and attend the interview. Simple and nice plan. But as always the tale had its twists.
I reached Churchgate as planned, and went inside the first restaurant that I could see. Before taking a seat, I looked around for the rest room. There wasn't one!!! Wasting no time, I left the place and kept searching for rest rooms in the nearby restaurants. To my surprise and shock, none of them had one. After roaming around for few minutes I came across THE place. I smiled at the fact of entering it. Yes, it was one place that would definitely have a rest room. It was perfect for my need. But it was also the last place where anyone would hope to see me at any time, leave alone before an interview. It was a bar!!!
I entered the bar, took a seat and opened the menu-card to search for the cheapest item available. That turned out to be a lussi for Rs.40!!! The waiter was surprised to see a guy order a mere lussi in a bar. And then, his face expression went to the other extreme of confusion when I immediately asked for the restroom. I went into the restroom and took my own time to dress-up. When I came out, the waiter's confused look turned into a smile as he noticed me in the formal attire sporting a tie. I guess he would have understood the context. After sipping my costly lussi, I moved out of the bar wondering if, by any chance, I had caught the aroma of the place. Everything seemed fine, but I was still smiling at the thought of having been to a bar before an interview.
The interview went on better than my expectations and I was invited for another round of interview. But I guess once again I will remember the incidents leading to the interview more than the interview itself.
A MNC bank asked me to attend a direct interview in their office in Fort (does that give away the name of the bank?) at 8:30 pm on a working day. My association with 8:30 pm seemed to continue from the previous interview with the financial products firm. Anyways, this time I was given enough time to plan for the interview. I decided to leave from my office at 6:00 pm and reach Fort well before time. Then I would change my shirt and wear a tie in some restaurant and attend the interview. Simple and nice plan. But as always the tale had its twists.
I reached Churchgate as planned, and went inside the first restaurant that I could see. Before taking a seat, I looked around for the rest room. There wasn't one!!! Wasting no time, I left the place and kept searching for rest rooms in the nearby restaurants. To my surprise and shock, none of them had one. After roaming around for few minutes I came across THE place. I smiled at the fact of entering it. Yes, it was one place that would definitely have a rest room. It was perfect for my need. But it was also the last place where anyone would hope to see me at any time, leave alone before an interview. It was a bar!!!
I entered the bar, took a seat and opened the menu-card to search for the cheapest item available. That turned out to be a lussi for Rs.40!!! The waiter was surprised to see a guy order a mere lussi in a bar. And then, his face expression went to the other extreme of confusion when I immediately asked for the restroom. I went into the restroom and took my own time to dress-up. When I came out, the waiter's confused look turned into a smile as he noticed me in the formal attire sporting a tie. I guess he would have understood the context. After sipping my costly lussi, I moved out of the bar wondering if, by any chance, I had caught the aroma of the place. Everything seemed fine, but I was still smiling at the thought of having been to a bar before an interview.
The interview went on better than my expectations and I was invited for another round of interview. But I guess once again I will remember the incidents leading to the interview more than the interview itself.
posted by Jammy at 5:56 PM
6 Comments:
Haa This was a nice one Ram. You in a bar of all places!!
Hahaha.. Jammy.. epdiyo BAR ku pona nu sollu... :P More thane kudicha ;)
Innum ethana interview attend panna poratha uthesam ??
Excellent!!
@Ravi
Thats how fate had it that day
@Seaman
I'll consider that
@Thrivikraman
seriya padida. Ithu antha naal ninaivu.
@Heidi
Thanks
:( you didn't write about a friend who gave you company till fort and then ditched you 'coz he had to meet his girlfriend for dinner :P
@Kedar
Good things are to be remembered. Bad things are to be forgotten.
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