At this point in my job hunting process, I'm being a little picky and only applying for things that sound interesting. I must be doing something right, though, because last week I got a phone call from the HR department of a company, asking me if I'd like to schedule an interview for a part time position they were trying to fill. Yesterday I went.
The job is working at the Customer Service desk at an area mall. This mall isn't the one that's closest to my house, but it's a fun place to go to. In addition to the chains you see everywhere, it has several "one of a kind" stores. It also has several good restaurants, and a nice movie theater. I pop in there every couple of months when I'm in the area.
first interview, I didn't spend a whole lot of time researching for this one...whatever will be, will be. After lunch I started to get ready. I only have one good interview outfit: a black suit, red silk shirt, and fake diamond studs, but since I'm meeting different people every time, it doesn't matter. As soon as I put on the pantyhose I started sweating, so I treated myself first class and turned the air conditioner down a couple of degrees. I t wouldn't be good to show up smelling of BO!
The dress shoes I bought at Easter were completely comfortable in the store, but after a few wearings they've stretched out and I have trouble keeping them on. But as long as I walk slow I can make it work. My hair always knows when I want it to look good, so right on cue it went haywire. When I pulled the crown section back, the right side flipped up strangely, and I couldn't get the top to lay smooth. After I did my best to make myself presentable, I said goodbye to the cats and got in the car.
I thought a little mall reconnaissance might be in order for this interview, so I left the house extra early. It was harder than I thought to find a parking spot on a Wednesday afternoon. Maybe a lot of people were beating the heat by shopping? I spent my extra time strolling around both levels of the mall, and stopping in a few stores to browse. I felt way overdressed compared to the other shoppers I saw.
The people doing the hiring for this job were from out of town, so the interview took place at a seating area outside one of the mall stores. My directions were to call the interviewer shortly before my appointment to get more precise directions. However, I hadn't realized that the store had two openings into the mall, so I wasn't sure which one to be at. I picked the wrong one to call from, but it only took me a a couple of minutes to get to the right place. I found the interviewer and her assistant tucked underneath a flight of stairs in the mall's center court.
After introductions we sat down and she pulled my resume off the top of an inch-thick pile to refer to. It was a very quick interview. She asked me about my people and computer technology skills, but not much about my previous experience. I felt good that I was able to use some of the information I'd gathered during my mall walking during the interview.
The job sounds like it could be fun, and the pay is decent, so I was happy when she handed me an application at the end of the interview and asked me to fill it out and fax it back to her office. The stack of applications was almost as big as the stack of resumes, though, so I'm not getting my hopes up just yet.