What do you folks do?
Ive been at my job well over 5 years.
Held that same job most of my adult life & usually every single interview has been internal.
I used to be an academic. In recent years, I have sort of drifted into public service.
What do you folks do?
Ive been at my job well over 5 years.
Held that same job most of my adult life & usually every single interview has been internal.
Maybe I should have put the word reason in quotes.
"Are you pregnant or planning to get there any time soon?"
No interviewer in the States is going to ask a woman that.
If a woman inquires about benefits with respect to maternity leave, that's certainly something HR would be prepared to answer.
However, I think a woman would be nuts to ask about those benefits while speaking with her prospective project manager in an interview.
Question: When is the last time some of you have done an interview for a job?
Is it a promotion for the company you are already in, a career change? or just a different job?
Last interview for me was a couple years ago and would have been a career change, for which I was qualified, and had done internships; it involved someone trying to haul me back out of retirement but from a completely different career.
Old career was IT with a mix of short and longer-term consulting gigs (three months to five years) as well as one very short and some quite long "permanent" jobs (nine months to twelve years). I did everything from systems analysis, spec writing, coding, database design, project management, database administration, data security oversight.
New career would have been counseling recovering alcoholics in an outpatient setting. I had the academic and state-required credentials and am in long term recovery myself, but decided I'm not well enough suited to deal with some of the co-dependency issues that could arise, nor for dealing with cross-addicted clients. My own experience with drugs other than alcohol was so minimal that my own pre-recovery denial was very strongly based in a kind of condescension at that time for "drug addicts". Even a trace of that is no good for a client.
Bottom line I figured I'm now into the afternoon of my life and enjoying having the time to spend in leisure and on a longstanding avocation: designing and piecing quilts and wall hangings, sometimes also known among likeminded folk as "stroking one's fabric stash". So I passed on a formal career change opportunity (and on the stronger risks to my own recovery from alcoholism).
Really I'd recommend to everyone an exploration of options for a pleasing avocation while you're still in career mode. Some of it should be social in the "real life" sense. Get involved with a local charitable endeavor. Get active in local politics. Become a kayaker or a marathon runner or take up yoga, anything where you end up at least bumping into like minded folk and from assorted walks of life. I cannot imagine anything more jolting than a migration from spending 60 hours a week on work to having 16 hours a day to do.... something... if only could think of... something... ugh! Aside from being interested in more social stuff like local politics, I knew I wanted a solo endeavor that would call me to get out of bed in the morning. I love being reluctant to quit sewing for the day, and love waking up thinking oh yeah today I'm cutting that Sasserman thing with the big flowers.
I knew ahead of time I didn't want that eventual jolt from overworked to undermotivated... and so while still working for a paycheck always tried to set aside even five or ten hours a week to work on my fabric collection or wash, press, cut materials for little ideas I could then spin out into a project -- or sigh and convert into a pot holder or hotmat.
Anyway it's great to shift gears mentally from focus on work to something more like "work as play" -- even if you like your "real" job so much you'd do more of it for no extra pay. Don't go there. Explore for some interest that entices you to shift gears towards developing your other talents. Eventually your age forces that shift and it's better to have discovered other things you like to do and from which you can still derive that sense of achievement at day's end.
There's a lot of great information in this thread.
I have an interview tomorrow. I've been with my current job for over 10 years. The thing is, I don't need to make this move. So I am interviewing the company as hard as they are interviewing me!
Having sat on both sides of the table over the years, there are a few things that I have learned:
1) Knock it off with the "Spy vs. Spy" crap - both sides. This is stuff like checking out an interviewee's car, using Google Earth to find an executive's house, or trying to get some scoop on the company to make yourself look like you have an "in". Partial information without context can really backfire on you. If you have a question, ask it. If you have a feeling someone is being dishonest, move on. If the interview leaves you suspicious, that's not a good way to start employment - from either side.
2) Know what you want to know. I was asked on a phone interview to "Describe your hands." Dumbfounded, I asked the interviewer what they hoped to gain from this question. "I don't know. It was on a list of questions."
3) One of my favorite questions regarding company culture is "When do/What makes/or How often do you say to yourself "I get paid to do this?"
4) Be aware of what questions you legally CAN NOT ask. And it never fails that they come up...directly or indirectly. So have a plan to either deflect or answer them, but don't club your interviewer over the head with, "You can't ask me that!"
5) There are interesting "interview tactics " people should be aware of. Like leaving a piece of trash on the waiting room floor and seeing who picks it up. Or the flight attendant interview trick of asking for volunteers - if you don't volunteer the first time, you are already out... Or the legendary trick questions used by the likes of Google or Facebook. These things are out there and other companies are picking them up, so it pays to at least be familiar with them. If you are going to use these - see number 2 above.
6) Both sides of the table - have some answers, have some questions, and be prepared to shut up and listen!
7) The best interview question I was ever asked was at the end of a three hour tour/interview. I was asked, "Do you see yourself fitting into our organization?" It was asked with such kindness that I felt like I had permission to say "No" without feeling like I wasted their time. I said no, and they agreed. I leaned a lot from that interview.
Nice recovery alcoholic for how many years?
I take it LizKat you are female too correct?
My recovery is forty years old this summer and it's true that if one pays attention to this day, the days do stack up to decades... but one must bother to remember that it's one day at a time.
It was really really really hot in the summer of '78 in New York, so that was part of the reason I quit using alcohol that year. You walk out of a NYC bar that's nice and A/C'd into the heat of a city's midsummer gig, still radiating the sun's gifts off the concrete at 2 in the morning. Even someone who made a point of drinking other people under the table could feel that blast. So one of those nights made me think the company-provided shrink I’d been seeing might have had a point. He kept saying “you know Liz I can’t really help you while we’re still talking through this veil of your denial of alcohol dependence as related to your problems.”
I decided the chats I'd been having with him might work better if I didn't feel like sh^t half the time. Maybe if I subtracted alcohol I would feel better. Maybe better enough to tell him to go to hell. LOL instead of that, I quit drinking just to prove I could do it. I lasted three or four days and then unaccountably found myself selecting a couple beers to go with the BBQ shrimp... and for once was honest enough to mention that to the shrink. He ending up writing me a “script” to an open AA meeting -- yeah, on his prescription pad. “They can help you with that. I can help you with the rest of this stuff. You have to want to do the work.”
I’d had the good fortune to end up referred to the help I needed via a company program that taught managers to refer subordinates to counseling on performance issues alone, i.e. "I dunno what your problem is and it's not my business but you need help getting it solved because I gotta run THIS business right here and you're messing up when you're not around and I need you".
There were only two options offered: get escorted to first appointment w/ a counselor (immediately, in the next half hour) or pack up my stuff and be escorted to the curb, end of job. The counselor would make an assessment and further referrals as needed, and my job would be protected while I followed up as suggested. The managers were re-trained every year on how to use the program and how to do the referrals. They had no part in the subsequent events nor knowledge of what transpired in the program, short of being informed if and when there were times the employee would be unavailable for regular work.
It worked. I voted for counseling. I had felt unemployable inside that veneer of having it all together. If I’d been fired I would have been unemployable just via lack of confidence to go job hunting. The prognosis is always better for people who still have some frameworks of job, family, friends around them when they enter treatment for alcoholism or other drug addiction. No one ever thinks he's "really" hooked on anything. We can die thinking that. Our surviving kin call it something else, you know. "Heart attack" or "hit by a taxi while crossing the street" is easier to say than "untreated alcoholism."
I'm a textbook example of someone who could easily have died without an employment-based referral to treatment of alcohol addiction, because I always had a job and never even thought of myself as a drunk. A party girl after work, sure. I could drink like “one of the boys” back in the days when fewer women worked in IT. I could go out after work and drink everyone else under the table and help them get a taxi home and then have one for the road and ride the train uptown by myself, often enough because I figured to pick up a sixpack "for the weekend" at the deli on the walk home from the subway. I must have had a lot of guardian angels. The fact is, women generally cannot overuse alcohol for long as some men are able to do without ending up dead; our different hormones can accelerate the ill effects of ethanol on our livers and cardiovascular systems.
So I regard myself as having been saved just by where I happened to be working when my tightwire act of being a star at work and being a messup at work became precarious. I'll credit myself with taking full advantage of the help and putting serious elbow grease into my own recovery, but the point is I would never have sought out treatment on my own. I came from the “Got problems? Pull up your socks and get over it" class. Without that referral on the job to counseling, I'd be dead now for probably thirty years or more. I was privately suicidal after three years of reaction to consecutive losses of people close to me, and treating all that with a sedative class drug in a fancy ale mug or expensive wine bottle... not a recommended treatment for depression. I needed a shrink, yeah. But most of all I needed not to be using alcohol and had no clue that was the case. I had thought the alcohol I used was keeping me glued together.
I am extremely lucky for that corner my company backed me into that day when my boss figured I'd annoyed him one too many times by being so erratic, even if I was still ranking as one of his "star class" performers. I stayed at that outfit for another four years and then hunted up a different job with more confidence in the different self I had become in the meantime. I then had another twenty years and more of opportunity in the workforce ahead of me, not to mention a lifespan extended past where I’d been headed. And... more fun.
One does know when alcohol or some other drug doesn’t really underwrite the fun any more. Sometimes it takes a carefully calibrated shove to get around to acknowledging it in a “safe space” -- and there’s possibly nothing more effective than a well designed corporate assistance program in getting someone to understand that their job’s on the line when their life is also on the line but they don’t know it yet. Successful use of the program saves them a valued employee and it saves the employee and his family a breadwinner. What’s not to like there... even on the bare economics of it?
It's too bad so many places have no program or toothless/useless ones that amount to a line in the company handbook: feel free to avail yourself of our medical group and counseling referral service if you feel you need help with a personal problem. I never thought I had a problem that needed some Big Brother poking into my biz. I never would have wandered up to the medical office with a complaint that I might have a drinking problem. How could someone with a drinking problem even have a job? That's where I was coming from. I would have been one of the lost ones behind that sort of corporate offering. I could have ended up begging on the street on a January night even six months after that hot night in July of '78. But... I didn't, thanks to someone in a corporation who managed to sell in an employee assistance program with teeth in it.
My recovery is forty years old this summer and it's true that if one pays attention to this day, the days do stack up to decades... but one must bother to remember that it's one day at a time.
It was really really really hot in the summer of '78 in New York, so that was part of the reason I quit using alcohol that year. You walk out of a NYC bar that's nice and A/C'd into the heat of a city's midsummer gig, still radiating the sun's gifts off the concrete at 2 in the morning. Even someone who made a point of drinking other people under the table could feel that blast. So one of those nights made me think the company-provided shrink I’d been seeing might have had a point. He kept saying “you know Liz I can’t really help you while we’re still talking through this veil of your denial of alcohol dependence as related to your problems.”
I decided the chats I'd been having with him might work better if I didn't feel like sh^t half the time. Maybe if I subtracted alcohol I would feel better. Maybe better enough to tell him to go to hell. LOL instead of that, I quit drinking just to prove I could do it. I lasted three or four days and then unaccountably found myself selecting a couple beers to go with the BBQ shrimp... and for once was honest enough to mention that to the shrink. He ending up writing me a “script” to an open AA meeting -- yeah, on his prescription pad. “They can help you with that. I can help you with the rest of this stuff. You have to want to do the work.”
I’d had the good fortune to end up referred to the help I needed via a company program that taught managers to refer subordinates to counseling on performance issues alone, i.e. "I dunno what your problem is and it's not my business but you need help getting it solved because I gotta run THIS business right here and you're messing up when you're not around and I need you".
There were only two options offered: get escorted to first appointment w/ a counselor (immediately, in the next half hour) or pack up my stuff and be escorted to the curb, end of job. The counselor would make an assessment and further referrals as needed, and my job would be protected while I followed up as suggested. The managers were re-trained every year on how to use the program and how to do the referrals. They had no part in the subsequent events nor knowledge of what transpired in the program, short of being informed if and when there were times the employee would be unavailable for regular work.
It worked. I voted for counseling. I had felt unemployable inside that veneer of having it all together. If I’d been fired I would have been unemployable just via lack of confidence to go job hunting. The prognosis is always better for people who still have some frameworks of job, family, friends around them when they enter treatment for alcoholism or other drug addiction. No one ever thinks he's "really" hooked on anything. We can die thinking that. Our surviving kin call it something else, you know. "Heart attack" or "hit by a taxi while crossing the street" is easier to say than "untreated alcoholism."
I'm a textbook example of someone who could easily have died without an employment-based referral to treatment of alcohol addiction, because I always had a job and never even thought of myself as a drunk. A party girl after work, sure. I could drink like “one of the boys” back in the days when fewer women worked in IT. I could go out after work and drink everyone else under the table and help them get a taxi home and then have one for the road and ride the train uptown by myself, often enough because I figured to pick up a sixpack "for the weekend" at the deli on the walk home from the subway. I must have had a lot of guardian angels. The fact is, women generally cannot overuse alcohol for long as some men are able to do without ending up dead; our different hormones can accelerate the ill effects of ethanol on our livers and cardiovascular systems.
So I regard myself as having been saved just by where I happened to be working when my tightwire act of being a star at work and being a messup at work became precarious. I'll credit myself with taking full advantage of the help and putting serious elbow grease into my own recovery, but the point is I would never have sought out treatment on my own. I came from the “Got problems? Pull up your socks and get over it" class. Without that referral on the job to counseling, I'd be dead now for probably thirty years or more. I was privately suicidal after three years of reaction to consecutive losses of people close to me, and treating all that with a sedative class drug in a fancy ale mug or expensive wine bottle... not a recommended treatment for depression. I needed a shrink, yeah. But most of all I needed not to be using alcohol and had no clue that was the case. I had thought the alcohol I used was keeping me glued together.
I am extremely lucky for that corner my company backed me into that day when my boss figured I'd annoyed him one too many times by being so erratic, even if I was still ranking as one of his "star class" performers. I stayed at that outfit for another four years and then hunted up a different job with more confidence in the different self I had become in the meantime. I then had another twenty years and more of opportunity in the workforce ahead of me, not to mention a lifespan extended past where I’d been headed. And... more fun.
One does know when alcohol or some other drug doesn’t really underwrite the fun any more. Sometimes it takes a carefully calibrated shove to get around to acknowledging it in a “safe space” -- and there’s possibly nothing more effective than a well designed corporate assistance program in getting someone to understand that their job’s on the line when their life is also on the line but they don’t know it yet. Successful use of the program saves them a valued employee and it saves the employee and his family a breadwinner. What’s not to like there... even on the bare economics of it?
It's too bad so many places have no program or toothless/useless ones that amount to a line in the company handbook: feel free to avail yourself of our medical group and counseling referral service if you feel you need help with a personal problem. I never thought I had a problem that needed some Big Brother poking into my biz. I never would have wandered up to the medical office with a complaint that I might have a drinking problem. How could someone with a drinking problem even have a job? That's where I was coming from. I would have been one of the lost ones behind that sort of corporate offering. I could have ended up begging on the street on a January night even six months after that hot night in July of '78. But... I didn't, thanks to someone in a corporation who managed to sell in an employee assistance program with teeth in it.
Great story and sounds like a great company!
How did you boss realize a problem existed if you were a star performer?
What do you folks do?
Ive been at my job well over 5 years.
Held that same job most of my adult life & usually every single interview has been internal.
What is the flight attendant volunteer trick?
a 3 hour interview & tour, why didn't either party think you would fit in?
I had that happen once when I was real young, I applied for a call center (chimney sweeping) & I walked in and it was all women in their late 40s early 50s looking wrinkled and like they smoked a pack a day. Realized that wasn't the place for me.
Usually number 5 I never seen people play games like that.
They would ask the candidates to do something like come up front and introduce themselves, then ask for volunteers. If you didn't volunteer right away, you were already out of the running.
Finally, expect the unexpected. Eons ago I had my choice when doing an internal hire between a 3 year 'seasoned' Sql Server DBA or a young lady who was hungry to learn but had only a few months experience and who was also four months pregnant. I chose the latter and never once regretted it (she's now surpassed me as a Sql Server DBA!). I asked her sometime later if she'd had any inkling during the interview and she admitted that she was totally convinced she'd failed the interview and was shocked to her core when I offered her the job.
Years ago, airlines would bring 50 or so flight attendant applicants into the room. They would ask the candidates to do something like come up front and introduce themselves, then ask for volunteers. If you didn't volunteer right away, you were already out of the running.
I have total respect for that company, but I just wouldn't have survived very long at their pace and with their culture - all in, all the time.
Add a little singing/dancing and it sounds like a stripper audition ... like in that movie Showgirls.
As a hiring manager my perspective is on the other side of the fence and, from what I've been told, I have a brutal final interview process (consider we are a small company) that can last anywhere from 1 to 5 hours.
What I can tell you is that I'm unconventional. I stay away from any question I'm legally not allowed to ask, and treat everyone I interview the same. However my interviews are most definitely not stale, boring or rigid, and each one is unique in the ebb and flow as I adapt to each 'victim'.
Having been interviewed and as an interviewee here's what I can catagorically state: no two interviews are the same and each company, nay each department, will invariably have its own flow and style.
The only consistency is honesty. Lie and you'll be caught out. Secondly prepare - show interest and be prepared to answer questions about the company thats looking to hire you (if it's external).
Finally, expect the unexpected. Eons ago I had my choice when doing an internal hire between a 3 year 'seasoned' Sql Server DBA or a young lady who was hungry to learn but had only a few months experience and who was also four months pregnant. I chose the latter and never once regretted it (she's now surpassed me as a Sql Server DBA!). I asked her sometime later if she'd had any inkling during the interview and she admitted that she was totally convinced she'd failed the interview and was shocked to her core when I offered her the job.
My reasoning had nowt to do with her gender or status: she was green and moldable. The guy was more set in his ways and therefore wouldn't have been a good fit.
Like I say, every interviewer is different, as is every role. Keep to the basics and let your belief in yourself drive the rest.
Add a little singing/dancing and it sounds like a stripper audition ... like in that movie Showgirls.
If you think about it, an airline doesn't want a flight attendant who will stand back and watch a guest struggle with a suitcase or wait to be told what to do in an emergency. They need people who will take charge. And looking for people who will step up when asked to volunteer is a good filter for that. But if you are going into that interview situation, it's a good idea to know what you are in for. If that kind of interview puts you off, you might not be right for that field.
If you think about it, an airline doesn't want a flight attendant who will stand back and watch a guest struggle with a suitcase or wait to be told what to do in an emergency. They need people who will take charge. And looking for people who will step up when asked to volunteer is a good filter for that. But if you are going into that interview situation, it's a good idea to know what you are in for. If that kind of interview puts you off, you might not be right for that field.
That's pretty terrific. I used to do most of the technical hire interviews for my #2 company, and I didn't spend a ton of time on scrutinizing the candidates technical acumen, honestly, in about 60 seconds of them discussing one project, I had a sense of their skills - I was way more interested in their other attributes, we had an exceptional company culture, that always gave us a business advantage, so personality fit, soft skills, work outlook, was just as important.
We used to make people assemble their own desk![]()
If I bring my own tools, can I customize it?We used to make people assemble their own desk![]()
If I bring my own tools, can I customize it?
Thats the old school way. Make people work for something/earn it.
I think it should be a little bit more of this out there. Feel like it adds some substance.
Yes! Airbrush? How about FLAMES
We had this one young guy sit on his boxed desk for like an hour, I asked how the initial code review was going, he said, I haven't started, I said, yeah, clearly you need a desk and walked away.
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It was a mix of just funny (clearly, I was not compliant with most HR departments), and just to cross check someone's assertiveness (I usually just jumped in an helped).
lol. Thought you were the captain of the ship.
But I know a lot of people will say: "That'll make a man out of you!"
Anyhow I put together a nice power point for this gig.