Job hunting, probably the worst hunting game ever. Throwing yourself before people in an attempt to be liked… It’s almost like being in year 6, and you’re trying to be friends with someone because they’ve got chips in their lunchbox. Sure, they may of beat you up in the past, but they have snacks, and you don’t!
Adrenalin pumps for the first minute of the interview, you talk 87387 miles an hour, and at the end, you leave feeling like you just got laid. Had a good interview Wednesday week, still waiting to hear from them, in the meantime tho, time to read the Saturday adverts in the newspaper!
