Showing posts from November, 2018

Another Short Interview

I was to an interview with this tiny(!) company a few days ago. With all the people's profiles now available, it was interesting to see both the founder and the interviewer. Even before going to the interview meeting it was mentioned to me that the interview would only take half an hour. It proved to me that the short interview I had previously could not be the shortest!  The fella originally from a small town nearby had a number of pages in front of him and would read questions from them and make notes. There was nothing especial about the interview but the company, which was founded in 2010 (and I don't think this would give a clue to curious people to find what company it was!) is very small. I don't mind that as long as I can get a good job. I'm supposed to be contacted for the second interview, if I'm selected. This probably is the last interview of 2018 but you never know. 

Ridiculous Response!

I wrote earlier about this interview I had back in Oct. I didn't get the position although there was no difficulty during the interview. They barely asked anything technical but it always hard to figure out why they choose a candidate over another one.  Many times it's based on the compensation. Most of the companies go for the person who ask for less. this was discussed during the interview but I didn't mention or stress on, any number. If it's a recruiting company that is even a bigger issue because they always try to get a bigger chunk.  Nevertheless I wanted to see if I can get a feedback from the interviewers and e-mailed them. The response was: We went with another candidate but I keep you in mind if any other opportunity emerges!  I already knew that! I wanted to see what made you to select another candidate over me. That's what I wanted to know! This actually was the only time I asked for feedback and I got a ridiculous and stupid response! 

The Nice Story that I Sold!

When I went to Nevada and then California to do that hike I had been wanting for a long time, I wondered how I can justify the trip. I was eligible for three days but I needed more. So I said that I was helping a family member to move. It apparently worked. I went and came back with no issue. At the same time I had a coveralls which had been given to me by a previous workplace and I had never worn that. I decided to try because it looked comfortable. As well I wouldn't have to wear jeans and shirts. So I wear it one day at work and told them that I had found it in a box in that family member's basement, whom I helped to move! I added that the relative used to have a tenant in his basement and the guy, who by the way worked in the nearby facility, left without paying his last two months rent! He also left a number of boxes behind and then when we moved everything, we brought the boxes as well! We opened them and this coveralls were amongst the stuff! I said that I felt bad

CFLRS Notes (43): Eating and Drinking in Rooms

I thought perhaps Remembrance Day would be a good day a story from the time I tried to become a member of Canadian Armed Forces and apparently I failed. This is story number 43 as seen in the title of the post. For all the previous 42 stories just simply type CFLRS and you'll get them all.  Eating and drinking, except for water of course, is forbidden in barracks of CFLRS . However similar to other rules, this as well is broken by recruits at times. There was this guy within the second platoon that I was with, a Korean guy, who was a very strong fella, physically of course, but kind of crazy and dumb! Once a couple of, I must say, beautiful Korean girls visited him in his room and later on it was found out that they had brought him candy and other snacks! He approached me and others with this story that, I don't quite remember, he needs money for something or owes to someone. So he convinced me to buy some from him! His price was reasonable and I, at the time, liked

Like Father, Like Son (2)

A nasty human-like creature joined our team two weeks ago, temporarily, for a small project we were involved in. This useless f*ck was supposed to help, of course. That's why you join when you're called! However this useless as*hole mostly walked around and yelled in his nasty disgusting mother tongue, at times: Arabic ! It turned out later that he was a Syrian , probably born in Canada and his father was an Imam!! Unbelievable but true! For those ones who don't know what an Imam is I can summarize that term with this expression: An Absolutely useless and obsolete creature! To elaborate on that, Imam is basically a Muslim clergy who bullshits people and brainwashes them for his own or his faith's own purposes. That's what Imams have been doing for years in Muslim countries. In some countries they are known with different terms. For example in Saudi Arabia they're known as Mofti . In Egypt they use the same term, I believe. In Afghanistan the term is Mul

Recycling and Reusing

I was talking to one of the middle managers, I assume he is(!),  about recycling in Canada and he made a good point because I truly am disappointed by the way these as*holes at work and generally everywhere in the country, who pay little or no attention to recycling and reusing. I asked him when the concept of recycling had been introduced to Canadian s and he said 25 years ago or something like that, as he was not sure. I remember recycling of paper had been started in the old country then. I then asked him, by pointing at an empty can in a garage bin while the recycling bin was only 3 feet away, why is that. His response was both interesting and truthful! This is what he said: There's nearly 1.5 billion people in China and almost the same in India (or generally Indian sub-continent, I'd say), see how little or no attention they're paying to environment in general. In North America there's barely 350,000 people live. How would they make a difference?!  He