Editor’s note: Writer and marketing professional Mary Katherine Rossi contributes this tale of job search and phone interview woe. Sound familiar? Probably because we’ve all been here before. If you have a tale, let us know too—we’ll be happy to be your outlet for catharsis.
It’s like I’m on my umpteenth blind date. I’ve gone through the rigmarole before, but maybe this will be the one. I try not to, but I talk loudly around him and I cough to muffle awkward pauses. Even so, I tell myself I’ve got what he’s looking for. But ultimately, he just isn’t that into me. The difference is that my date is a job recruiter and we’re not out to dinner. It’s time for a phone interview.
I’m about to talk to Doug, a recruiter on the west coast who contacted me on LinkedIn to discuss an entry-level communications job in my town. I’m overqualified for the position, but with the state of things…well, you know. Can’t be overly picky. Plus he showed interest first. Has to be a good sign.
He suggests an 8pm EST call. Seems late, but I agree. The day of the interview I entirely mismanage my time and end up answering the call in my car while parked in a grocery store parking lot. I’m freezing, have no notes in front of me (the ultimate plus, if any, of a phone interview), and worry that a car alarm will randomly go off during the call.
The phone rings. I answer the call with a polite yet personable “Hello?”
The response: gurblegurblegurble. I hear nothing but static.
“I’m sorry?” I ask courteously.
The second time he’s perfectly clear. “It’s Doug? We have a phone interview scheduled?” I’ve said three words and he’s already annoyed. I have to turn this rocky start around and wow him with the goods I’ve got for this job.
He starts asking the usual questions. I structure each response to show my range of previous work and capabilities. I’m no bigwig, but I’ve been in the field for a couple of years. I think I’m a pretty great catch.
His responses went from “Uh huh,” to “Yep, okay,” to “Oh, well that’s interesting.”
His obvious lack of interest in my answers weaves in between mocking the area of the country I live in, which is also where the job is located. I get it, I live in the Northeast, it does indeed snow here and yes, it gets quite cold. Oh, well that’s nice your pool is still open. Let’s focus on what I can say to impress you.
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