The nightmare has begun. I remember many years ago when I had a friend who worked as a manager somewhere. A nice guy, good boss, straight shooter. One day, I came into work and he told me he was conducting interviews all week. He said it with such a look of dread. “Why is that so terrible,” I asked. “Interviewing sucks,” he replied and the conversation ended.
I remember walking away trying to understand. Trying to grasp what was so horrible about meeting new people, asking a bunch of cool questions and then sitting around with a feeling of great power for holding other people’s destinies in your hands (can you tell I was young?) while choosing who to hire. It just sounded like a lot of fun.
Well, today, after more than 20 years, my misperceived dream came to an end. I conducted my first interview and I still have five more to go. For the record, I actually did enjoy meeting someone new and talking about scrapbooking. But the truth is, the discussion felt lopsided. It felt like a forced smile when posing for a picture while your children are looking in every other direction and you just want the photographer to snap the photo already! “Can you please all sit still, look at the camera (at the same time preferably) and smile?! Is that too much to ask?!”
So, 2.5 hours later (I know… excessive, right?), the interview ended and all I could think was, “I’ve gotta shave 1.5 hours off my interviewing time.”
I suppose it’s all a learning experience, right? I mean, what are my goals in the interview? What do I want to know and what do I want the other person to know? That’s what it boils down to. If they can’t grasp what’s going on, it’s time to find someone else… keep interviewing… get a cup of tea… rip my hair out.
And the worst part of all, I would’ve rather been scrappin’! Of course, I always would rather be scrappin’… that’s why they call it an addiction. Well, wish me luck with the others and…
First, do not rip your hair out. That would just be bad for your next family picture and you do want that layout to look beautiful. Besides, your hair is your crowning glory. Don’t give up your crown.
Do have a cup of tea and maybe a bowl of chicken soup. Chicken soup cures everything, right? It works for colds, sore throats, winter blahs, so I assume it would work for frustrating interview process as well?
I hope you find someone who is compatible with all the things that you want to accomplish in your business. I hope it gives you more time to scrapbook pages. I hope it gives you more time to design pages.
I am going to wish you sweet dreams so that the right person just shows up at your door. No more nightmares!
Thanks for the support and kind words, Carrie. I’m hoping today’s interview will go better. Chicken soup? Hmmm… hadn’t thought of that.
BTW, no worries about the hair being pulled out, I always cover my head with a hat or scarf of some sort. (No one sees my hair — it’s a religious thing. *wink, wink*)
Thanks for the sweet dreams… back atcha.
Happy Scrappin’!
Just checking to see if any of the other interviews took place yet. I know that sundown has already occurred on your side of the world and you are celebrating a good day of rest. I think that’s a concept more people need to partake in. There is a true holiness in being able just to rest and reflect and be with your family and not doing work.
Anyway, keep us updated on the assistant to the scrapbooker search. I hope the process got a little bit better.