A Funny Thing Happened at the Interview: Wit, Wisdom and War Stories from the Job Hunt - Softcover

Gregory F. Farrell; Linda Sue Nathanson; Chris McDonough

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1887010009 ISBN 13: 9781887010009

Publisher: Edin Books Inc, 1995

Synopsis

Foreword by famed comedian and author Steve Allen; 272 pages; 6 x 9; 50 cartoons

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GIVE THE GIFT OF LAUGHTER AND WISDOM to the Job Hunter, Job-Search Professional or Corporate Executive on Your Gift List

Everybody needs a good-humor break from the often all too serious business of finding or filling a job. Give it to them with A Funny Thing Happened at the Interview.

It's the job-search scene's Funniest Home Videos or Candid Camera in a book-over 100 actual bloopers and successes of real people-incredible real-life interview scenarios from both sides of the desk.

Unlike "how-to" manuals, this book offers valuable job interview tips that are fun to read-filled with amazing-but-true stories highlighted by clever cartoons. Those special people on your list, seasoned executives as well as recent grads, will appreciate the timeliness of this book.

"A gold mine of comedy from the classic American job hunt," says comedian Steve Allen in his foreword-the golden rules of interviewing mined from truly comic interviews.

An ideal gift for birthday, graduation, Christmas/Chanukah or just "Thinking of You." It will be welcomed by anyone in the employment field-recruiter ... staffing executive ... outplacement professional ... vocational counselor ... rsum writer ... human resource professional ... consultant ... job hunter ... the executive you love who tells you over dinner about candidates interviewed that day.

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Legal Brief Now I ask you, how would you feel? You commute three hours a day from Connecticut to a paralegal job in downtown Manhattan, drive a battered Plymouth and eat peanut butter sandwiches three nights a week to save money for law school. And you have a boss just out of Harvard Law who orders his lunch in French, plays squash, spends his weekends in the Hamptons, drives a Ferrari, has "future partner" written all over him....and is patronizing as hell about it! How would you feel? Me too. I hated Stanley's guts! So when I saw the ad for a paralegal in a manufacturing company just 15 minutes from home, at about the same money with all benefits, including tuition reimbursement, and no Stanley, I jumped at it. And I got an interview. I talked with the personnel director first and knew right away I was golden with him. He liked my qualifications, and I could talk his language. They manufactured construction cable and chain. My father worked for Bridgeport Brass, so I tossed off a few intelligent remarks about alloys and tensile strength. He gobbled it up. The personnel guy took me up to their general counsel. He was a big man, 50-ish, with a wrinkled brown suit, huge hands and a wide, welcoming grin. "Happy to meet you, Gene, come on in, I'm just making coffee. Have a doughnut. Yeah, I like those little cream-filled suckers too. By the way, call me Bob." Now here's an unpretentious guy, I thought. He probably had to really scratch to get where he is. What a difference from Stanley! We sat down at a scarred conference table littered with papers and books and he said, "Okay, Gene, here's the skinny. I'm up to my neck here. I gotta draw all our contracts, research and file our environmental statements, keep the SEC, EPA and OSHA happy and deal with a bunch of Fairfield County lawyers outta Yale who eat cucumber sandwiches on Sunday afternoons. "I'm all alone so you'd report directly to me. It's a big workload, but we pay time-and-a-half for overtime. Plus, there's a fair amount of travel around the state, so we have a company car available. How's it sound?" "You want the truth?" I said. "Fabulous! I can help you, really get into all that for you. I already know something about metals and the construction industry. And I'd sure like working for you." In fact, I was so excited I took a big swig of hot coffee and burned my tongue. Bob finished his coffee and sprawled back in his chair. "Good. So tell me, Gene, why are you looking to leave where you are now? That's a good firm." I sat back too, confident and expansive. "That's true, it's a great firm and I'm learning a lot there. And Manhattan's a really with-it place. But there's the commute. And taxes. "And frankly, Bob, I hate my boss's guts." Mentally, I flipped Stanley a great big bird. "He's a snotty little rich kid, Haa-vud Law and all that, and he never lets me forget it. I can't stand those bluebloods. I mean, just because his daddy could send him to Haa-vud to study torts with some doddering old, you should excuse me, some doddering old farts, I mean, just because his snooty Haa-vud buddies put him right on the partnership track doesn't mean he's any better than me, right? I'm no dope, you know." The interview ended shortly after that. Bob mentioned something vague about a decision in the next few weeks and, I wasn't sure why, he seemed to get more formal. Then as I was leaving his office I saw them. Grouped and prominently displayed on the wall by the door: a Harvard plaque and, on either side of it, framed Harvard undergraduate and law degrees. I felt like a complete and total fool. "Thanks for coming, Gene," he said from behind me. "I'm sure you're smart enough to find your own way out. And incidentally, Harvard has a wonderful scholarship program." All I could do was nod. The rejection letter arrived three days later. * * * Learn something about your interviewer by looking around the room at pictures, diplomas and memorabilia A common interest can enhance an interview. Think positive, talk positive, be positive. Negative thoughts, words or attitudes have no place at an interview.

About this edition

• Publisher: Edin Books Inc
• Publication date: 1995
• ISBN 10: 1887010009
• ISBN 13: 9781887010009
• Binding: Paperback
• Edition number: 1
• Number of pages: 272