Out of my depth
As a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
As a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
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as an unemployed 18-year old
i decided to go for a job at our price (now defunct music shop). being a massive music fan at the time it was one of the few jobs i actually wanted. i got an interview, dressed up in my smartest suit (well, my only suit) and turned up. first of all there was a music test, where you had to answer questions about the top 40 and things like that, i got 34 out of 35, and the woman doing the interview said it was the highest score anyone had ever got in that store.
but then i had to go and fuck it up.
she asked me loads of those psychometrically-induced questions about what i thought of the store in terms of appearence, price, quality, selection, friendliness etc.
her: "so what do you think distinguishes our price from other record stores?"
me: "well...um...it smells a lot better than the other shops..."
it was at that point that i realised i'd totally blown any chances of even stepping foot in that shop again. suffice to say, i didn't get the job.
( , Fri 15 Oct 2004, 11:07, Reply)
i decided to go for a job at our price (now defunct music shop). being a massive music fan at the time it was one of the few jobs i actually wanted. i got an interview, dressed up in my smartest suit (well, my only suit) and turned up. first of all there was a music test, where you had to answer questions about the top 40 and things like that, i got 34 out of 35, and the woman doing the interview said it was the highest score anyone had ever got in that store.
but then i had to go and fuck it up.
she asked me loads of those psychometrically-induced questions about what i thought of the store in terms of appearence, price, quality, selection, friendliness etc.
her: "so what do you think distinguishes our price from other record stores?"
me: "well...um...it smells a lot better than the other shops..."
it was at that point that i realised i'd totally blown any chances of even stepping foot in that shop again. suffice to say, i didn't get the job.
( , Fri 15 Oct 2004, 11:07, Reply)
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