Wednesday, November 08, 2006

DeBacle

On the 6th of November, Deutsche Bank called CAS at 10 in the morning and said "So-and-So and Sumit Kumar are also shortlisted. Interview at 11".

Don't shortlist me. Me no complain. Don't give me a chance to see if I fit in. Me ice cool with it. But, come on, don't make a mockery of my limited and dwindling capabilities by calling me in last minute, talking to me casually about my experiences as the college cultural secretary and if I ever wanted to start a tech company, and then deciding that I don't belong to the hallowed ilk. Because fyi, sir, I know I don't.

After all real interviewees were done and gone, two of us stood there awaiting our turn, I certainly feeling second-rate. Came by the PPT star himself in a hurry, took me to an AC8 room, where he talked to me about his uncle who had to tie a rubber band around his fist to remember to-do's. We really had a hearty chat for 20 minutes, and just as I thought, nice he's made me quite comfortable before starting some real questions, says he 'Nice meeting you!'. I felt like the man in the song 'Norwegian Wood'. Jilted after a one-night-stand, or worse, one in which nothing happened...

3 comments:

Swapnil Nadkar said...

It's better to have been shortlisted and dumped than not to have been shortlisted at all. You know sort of equal to 'Its better to have loved and lost......' funda :)

rambert said...

Reminds me of a story that I read, where there are these bunch of kids who are playing hide-and-seek. One of the kids goes and hides out in a dark garage, associated with all the fear paraphrenalia associated with dark spaces as a kid. Then, after hours of waiting there, the kid comes out and the rest of the children have moved on to a different game. Man, talk about the ignominy of being forgotten :-(

The kid, in real life goes onto become a big entrepreneur (I have about 20 variants of this spelling...)
So, cheer up, man....

rambert said...

If you were a girl, who tied her hair into a pony (My documented weakness:-), then you could have taken it off, and then put a bunch of knots with it around your interviewer's neck...That would serve him for such soap stories !!!