It is the biggest and coolest mall in Bangalore. Sorry, it is opposite to the mall mentioned. There were 3 different queues each queue filled with anxieties of boys and girls. Hey what is an auntie doing here? Did she come here by mistake thinking here is some sale of Forum. No, her mistake is thinking that she knows a lot and hence she can attend the job interview of Bosch.
This was only the first queue to get the visiting cards to go inside the building. In the building in the reception, there was another bigger queue. But thank god, here we could sit. We sat after dumping our curriculum vitae on the table. After 15-20 minutes, one of the ladies of the company started calling out the names. Not those of directly selected( I know you are not that foolish). Nor for those who have to go to some hall for interview/test. But names of those who have been rejected by the panel. See, the world is cruel. After another half an hour, one more list. One of more bunch of eager kids sent out. It went on. In between one or two names would be called for actually having the interview.
You can imagine the state I was in. Anyways, finally my name was called for the actual interview. I went with all the hope and courage I can muster. As usual the slightly bald chap asked me to tell about myself. I told him,see I am the incarnation of Alberst Einstein. I am trying to invent some source of energy using waste like garbage bags. But since udyogam purusha lakshanam, I just need a job. I told him I am good in C/C++ but earlier I was an earthly faculty. He was stunned, spell bound. I realised it when he excused went out and came back telling you need a different interview. Back to reception. Only to be told after 5 minutes that my profile does not suit them. Arre, yaar, if you wanted me to tell that I was happily cleaning and cooking all these years. Suddenly one fine day I woke up and became a programmer, I would have told you that. Stupid of me. To think that I can get a job because I have ನೋಳೆಜ್
So how much petrol did I spend so far for such stupid interviews?
But I am practicing positive attitude every day,. What did I learn from these? I learnt many roads and routes around koramangala, domlur etc. So next time, I want towindow shop in forum, I do not have to beg my husband for one month.
This was only the first queue to get the visiting cards to go inside the building. In the building in the reception, there was another bigger queue. But thank god, here we could sit. We sat after dumping our curriculum vitae on the table. After 15-20 minutes, one of the ladies of the company started calling out the names. Not those of directly selected( I know you are not that foolish). Nor for those who have to go to some hall for interview/test. But names of those who have been rejected by the panel. See, the world is cruel. After another half an hour, one more list. One of more bunch of eager kids sent out. It went on. In between one or two names would be called for actually having the interview.
You can imagine the state I was in. Anyways, finally my name was called for the actual interview. I went with all the hope and courage I can muster. As usual the slightly bald chap asked me to tell about myself. I told him,
So how much petrol did I spend so far for such stupid interviews?
But I am practicing positive attitude every day,. What did I learn from these? I learnt many roads and routes around koramangala, domlur etc. So next time, I want to
Comments
Post a Comment