Interviews

Interviews are strange things, especially when you're the interviewee. I had an interview this morning in Fulham at a place called The Research Partnership. It's for the position of a Research Executive (all Pharma/Life Science related). The first thing I noticed about the firm was how non-corporate it is. Both interviewers were about my age, maybe slightly younger, and both were wearing what I would term as 'smart casual', but funky with it. The guy Tom, looked like he'd walked straight out of Franz Ferdinand. Hip, I suppose, but not my thing, man. The toilets were unisex, and in both cubicles, the actual comode lid was the Union Jack. Quirky, I guess.

Anyway, the interview only lasted about 45 minutes: the first half dominated by myself talking through my CV, the second half almost entirely composed of the lady speaking to me about the firm! Easy, though not much of an interview. No really tough, searching questions. They were actually on the defensive as they highlighted they simply couldn't offer me the kind of salary I have had in finance. Have been in exactly the same position with a similar firm and in the end we actually talked numbers. Am sure that was the reason I did not get an offer. Thankfully, we didn't talk numbers this time, merely that I was fully expecting a salary cut but this is what I wanted blah blah blah...

On the journey there and back kept listening to the last 10 minutes or so of a mix called 'Spring Showers' by Philip Sherburne. I know I sound cheesey but the last tune in particular is so emotional. Techno of epic proportions. Reminds me a lot of 'Jaguar' by Aztec Mystic/Rolando. The tune's called 'Tagesschau' by Solomun & Gebruder Ton on Diynamic. Essential.

Looking forward to watching 'Blackmail', one of Hitchcock's early films at Trafalgar Square later. Will be free and open air so should be a good laugh. Get a few tinnies in with mates etc. And tomorrow it's England South Africa in the RWC Final. Come on England!!

Peace,

F.