I'm Twenty-Two and Interviewing.
It turns out, searching for a job is much more difficult than all of your college advisers lead you on to believe. We had the optimistic outlook of once we held a firm grasp on our completed higher education, then we would be granted the dream job that we had always yearned for, or at least thought we did.
It's during this time that we reflect on all of the things that we didn't accomplish in our four years of beer bongs, one-night stands, and part-time jobs. We reflect with a sense of hope that we're actually prepared for the future. Hell, we're all just hoping it's not as shitty as everyone who has shitty moods describes it.
We've concluded that if we can just ace that interview, then we're set. Then we don't have to interview for a decent amount of time. We can kick back in our mansion of a cubicle and rake in the $35k a year that we so rightfully deserve.
*Just a note: I use the term "we" as a collective grouping of lost individuals who are trying to find their place in the world. They even try to contribute to society a tiny bit.
I think this whole interviewing mindset is complete bullshit. Please don't excuse my profanity. You'll only waste your time. As the educated youth on the brink of adulthood, we owe it to ourselves to not limit our creative potential and a single interview. Yes, if you impress the suits with your candid smile and excessive volunteer hours then sure you'll get your name on a nameplate. Hell, you might even have your own phone number that people can reach you at. Don't even get me started on business cards. Just don't. Kudos to you kid.
The point I'm trying to nail here is, don't believe that once you land that job that your work is done. Sure, you have to meet the responsibilities required of you for your position. However, you still have to meet the responsibilities of your creative potential. Punch those numbers. Type up those reports. Guzzle that coffee. Make that sale. Your "work" is done, but you're not.
The real work here is yourself. You may have won over a firing squad of interviews. You may have the job. There's still one last interview left. You have to interview yourself. You must interview yourself every damn day. You must ask yourself all of the dirty, yet important questions that you're afraid to ask. Those include:
- Am I happy?
- Is this what I want to do for the next 50 years?
- Am I devoting enough time to myself?
- Am I overworking myself?
- When was the last time I got laid?
Most importantly:
- What else could I be doing that would make me and others happy?
These are just a few questions that you should be asking yourself. I could think of a million others, but those are for you intellectuals to figure out.
Do yourself a favor. Interview yourself. Get interviewed by yourself. You're your most critical judge. Don't fluff your answers. Get gritty. Get raw. Get real. Get your shit together.
I have an interview this week for a producing job. My first interview straight out of film school. Wish this guy luck. Muchos Gracias.
So here it is, I'm Twenty-Two and Interviewing.
Peace and Blessins,
Rev Out