What a weird day.
Here’s the set up: There were nine companies stationed all around the classrooms and offices of Tech Elevator. Each company sent two representatives to ask questions and have conversations with the students. All of the students were in the Java classroom, suited up and waiting around nervous as hell. My first interview wasn’t until 3:30 and I thought I was a being a spazz by showing up at 1:00. But Jason, who’s first interview was also at 3:30, had been there since 9am. I assume he was alone.
When my fated time drew nigh, I stood by the door of the Java classroom with the other students who were scheduled at 3:30, like a pen of farm animals about to be thrown some grain. On Caitie’s go, we wobbled anxiously to whatever office where our interviewers were housed and sat down to have a chat.
I had half a dozen stories prepared to deal with any behavioral questions that were thrown my way, but I don’t think I used even one of them. The interviews were more like conversations. They flowed without a ton of structure, hitting points sometimes technical sometimes behavioral. I suppose I dipped into my stories for a factoid here and there, but I went through three sessions without once being asked to tell someone about a time when (fill in the blank).
It went really well. All of them. I’m not sure how they could have gone much better. I seemed to connect with each interviewer in a different way, each meaningful on some level.
However, these interviewers met with a slew of students before and after me and overconfident-sunny-sidedness has always been a fault of mine. Do I expect callbacks? Yes. 100%. Will I get them? That remains to be seen.
What a weird day.
From Retail to Programming 