Well some of you may know this already, but over the past month I've had seven interviews with Google (inlcuding three in London) about a position in the Stockholm area.
I found out today I did not get the job. I failed two of the seven interviews. They asked me low-level (read as hard and obscure) computer science and networking questions which I probably never would have encountered on the job anyway. It's okay though. I enjoy my work now, and am well paid. If they really think they can get someone better than me for the position than I say good luck. I obviously don't think they will of course. This person they are looking for does not exist.
FUCKERS!
No seriously I am not bitter. I will not move this blog off of Google servers, cancel my Gmail account, and drink myself to death in Brussels. Just a few beers in a sunny Grand Place cafe and a night eating mussels and hanging out with Linda. I am looking and feeling good for 36 I must say. And that's all that matters. There will be other dream jobs that will come in the next 10 years. I will read some old Computer Science books in the meantime so I will be more ready next time.
I will leave you with this thought:
"A bit of useless knowledge may not accomplish anything useful, but it will always impress a lot of useless people."
- Nobody Ever Said that I Just Made That Up
2 comments:
II stayed reading yours longer than you did mine but no wonder... mine is boring. I'm just a lovesick puppy. Nice blog you have, I enjoyed it. eno
BTW: Thats' not my pic. It's my Aunt Mavis. I told her I'd help her find a date.:O)
Hahahah! This is brilliant! I've ended up pretty happy where I am at my job as well, strangely enough, though I still harbor some resentment from my job search. Especially the one a mere ten blocks from my house or so that mentioned Monty Python and Manchester. I take that shit personally, thanks. But that's okay in a way cause I could tell the woman was the type who was going to be completely paranoid to trust me with payroll and I just can't deal well with untrusting supervisors on the job.
Currently I'm listening to a band of very young British teenagers from the late 70's called the Prats. They are pretty good, actually. One of their songs ("General Davies") was featured in a movie a few years ago and then they released a CD compiling all their impossible-to-find records. - Marky
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