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...
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3 comments:
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 :)
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....
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 !!!
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