Interview debrief/analysis

That was unexpected.
I went into the interview thinking they wanted me to stack shelves, and it turns out I’ve been put forward for a position in management.
Sandra - the woman I met briefly at the old job - said “You were very impressive on the nightshift. I had my eye on you for a while. I watched you very closely.”
I thought ‘Christ, I hope you weren’t watching me when I took two-hour toilet breaks, or when I ‘accidentally’ dropped stuff on the floor then ‘accidentally’ put it in my locker on the way to the damaged goods section.
The top man at the store is the same age as me. He is very tall, very thin, and with shocking ginger hair. He looks like the love child of Stephen Merchant and Anne Robinson. He had a habit of fiddling with his tie, and maintained eye contact constantly, and unsettlingly. He said “Can I just ask you how a person with a degree in chemistry ended up working nights in the dairy aisle?”
I ignored the voice in my head and the comments it was telling me to make, and said “I’ll be honest with you. When I came back to Norfolk after uni, I had some horrible things happen in my family. I ended up jobless and lacking confidence. Working nights in the dairy aisle got me used to working again, and gave me time to get my thinking straight. I’m pleased to say things are better now, and I’m ready for more responsibility.” I’m not sure where all that shit came from, but he seemed impressed.
The company like recruiting graduates, and they like hanging on to them once they have them, so the hours and money are much better than I expected them to be. In a country rife with rising unemployment and little job security, I may be about to get an offer I can’t refuse.
They’ll let me know by Tuesday.

RC 27-4-11