Questions People Ask On A Job Interview

Had a couple job interviews lately which reminded me why job interviews are so stupid (and also how I have screwed up my life so badly that I have to interview for things, but let’s not talk about that.) Here’s a few of my favorite questions.

What is one thing you’d like to change about yourself?

I haven’t quite figured this one out yet. Should I just make a joke? (My dick size.) Should I be introspective and give a real answer? (Every single thing. I’m so alone.) The best I’ve come up with this far is “Sometimes I care too much.” Which is the same line I use on potential girlfriends and is what I am going to roll with until I find something better.

Who is the worst boss you’ve ever had?

Had this recently as a followup to “What is the best job you’ve ever had?” This one was awkward because the person I named was one of my references. What if they called them and told them what I said? That’d be fucked up, right? The thing is he probably wasn’t even the real honest answer, but I thought “the fucking douchebag I told to get fucked” wouldn’t make me look very good.

Where do you see yourself in five years?

Hate this one so much because the answer is “hopefully not working here anymore,” but that doesn’t really do much to get you hired. I think next time someone asks me this I am going to say “As CEO of (your company)” and then start laughing maniacally.

If you could create the perfect job for yourself what would it be?

I don’t get this one either because, again, the answer is “ABSOLUTELY NOTHING LIKE THIS JOB FUCKER.” What do they want me to say here? I don’t want to do any work. drink beer all day and get paid a lot of money for it. Isn’t that the perfect job?

How do you keep yourself organized?

Only got this once and I hate hate hate hate hated it. It’s like I know what I have to do and I do it? I am not a fucking idiot, that’s how I stay organized? What’s the right answer here? “I have a to-do list on the fridge, a day planner and a series of spreadsheets.” Seriously.

Describe an objective in your work life and how you overcame it.

This is technically a good question to ask a potential hire, but I hate being asked it because I don’t have a filing system in my brain of all the objectives I’ve faced in my work life. I’ve always just considered “overcoming objectives” to be a part of whatever job you have and that if you are not doing that then you are not doing your job. Which is to say: does a cook remember every burger they flip? Even an especially difficult one? I say no.

Why should we hire you?

I love this one. Whenever I’ve been in charge of hiring and firing I always just asked people to tell me about themselves and then asked them this simple question. If people really want it, you can tell. If they’d rather be somewhere else, you can tell. It challenges the interviewee in a way that people think these other questions do. It’s the easiest way to separate your good candidates from your bad which is exactly why I have never, ever had anyone ask me it. SMH.

(but what the hell do I know? I’m the one on the wrong side of the interview table.)

WWE

Mick Foley and Me

So my friend and I won this trip to Wrestlemania and it was pretty awesome. I don’t even really know how to write about it. I mean, it just kept getting better and better as the week wore on. The first night it was drinking in the bar with legends like Vader, Sgt. Slaughter, Dory Funk Jr. and Jim Ross. Drunk Vince saying things to the Uso brothers and Santino Marella that made them think I wasn’t that cool. Drunk Vince striking up a conversation with a stranger and finding out he is the CFO of WWE (!). Then the next day having lunch with Mick Foley and having WWE.com write a story about how lame Graeme and I are. Then Saturday meeting some new Canadian buds then going to the WWE Hall of Fame hammered and drunk dialing my parents to tell them I love them (complete with tears). THEN Wrestlemania. THEN having lunch with four WWE divas who, btw, died for my pictures of Nolan. Oh, and then going to Raw and having a legendary night with my Brotherhood of Broskis. It was… awesome, crazy, legendary, amazing, everything.

I can’t even begin to write a recap of it, but I think this about sums it up.

Oh, and also this:

Best in the world!!!!

TOP 10 MOMENTS OF BEING 29

I did this on my facebook, but thought I’d post it here as well. On the eve of turning 30 I will now share the top 10 memories/events/moments of being 29.

10. Jason Mraz at SummerFest. Just a fun day. The concert? Not so much, but we definitely had fun this day.

9. Last week with Nolan. He’s just been killing it lately.

8. Costa Rica~

7. Nolan’s first time fishing.

6. BEAST MODE! Best time I’ve ever had watching a football game.

5. CHIKARA

4. SNOWMAGEDDON. Probably the best day I ever had with my old girlfriend.

3. WWE Money in the Bank. SUMMER OF PUNK.

2. PJ20. Alpine Valley. BOTH NIGHTS.

1. Milwaukee Brewers NLCS Game 5 at Miller Park.

Let’s talk about what ifs.

So here we are. Tomorrow I will be 30. Thirty. The big 3-0. The age when my ex-girlfriend’s friend once told me your life ends. (Bitch.) Thirty freakin’ years old. I realize that 30 is the new 20 and that it’s not that big of a deal, but I’ve also been conditioned my entire life to believe that 30 is old. (What are you, like 30?) Plus, I realize everyday how long ago the 80s were and that I was freakin’ born at the beginning of them. Listen to Private Eyes by Hall and Oates and figure that I am roughly the same age as that song. So, yeah, old.

As becoming older takes over my mind so do a lot of thoughts about my life. I think the whole idea of “what if?” is kind of stupid because (as Morpheus said) whatever happened happened and couldn’t have happened any other way, but that doesn’t stop me from thinking about them. In all honesty, I am not living the life I envisioned for myself. I like myself, I have fun times and no man is a failure who has friends, but to say this life is ideal would be a lie. I could do better. I should be doing better and because of that I am thinking of what ifs. These are the big ones.

1. What if I never moved to Hawaii?

Really all the signs in my life pointed to this being a bad idea. I didn’t have a lot of money, I didn’t have a job and the only person I knew there was a girl that I wasn’t 100% convinced even wanted me to come. Actually, let’s be honest and say that she didn’t. She wasn’t mad when I did and things worked out that I did, but when I told her that I was doing it she said it was a bad idea. So I canceled my plane ticket. Then I bought another one a month later and didn’t tell her this time. It was irrational and when I got to my layover in Phoenix and they were overbooked I was the first one to put my name in. They didn’t use me and I ended up going. Things worked out. I had fun and I got a son of out of it, but holy crap would my life be different and I really don’t know what would have happened if I hadn’t moved there. Would I have moved somewhere else? Would I have ever seen Jenny again? Would I have stayed in LG all this time? A crazy what if that ultimately doesn’t matter because of Nolan.

2. What if I had stayed in Tacoma?

I moved to Tacoma with my girlfriend at the time and when we broke up my first thought was to GTFO. I headed back to Alabama and ended up living there longer than I ever intended and getting into some shit I didn’t want to get into. It was dumb times and that whole Alabama phase has always felt like a big waste of time to me. So, what if I stayed? I don’t think we would have worked it out because, you know, I’m still me, but I loved it there and I could have found somewhere to live. Would it have worked out? I would have probably had to find all new friends, found another a new job and everything else, but maybe it’d have worked. I could be a Seattle Seahawks season ticket holder right now! I could say I was from Seattle and it actually have been true, but alas there would be no Nolan in this scenario so I don’t really care.

3. What if I had went to college for.. something?

I think about this a lot. I never know exactly what I would have went for (which is why I’ve never went), but I know that if I had went I would be down by now. If I had went when I left Tacoma, I’d be done by now. If I had went when I left Alabama, I’d be done by now. If I had went when I left Hawaii, I’d be done by now. Maybe if I had stayed with Jenny when Nolan was born I’d have been like “I NEED TO SUPPORT MY FAMILY” and went then, I’d be done by now and who knows. This isn’t so much a what if as a coulda/woulda/shoulda. I should have, but I didn’t and if I had I wouldn’t be me right now so who cares. I’ve never felt that college was my path to success and I still don’t. Stupid? Possibly, but that’s just me.

4. What if I had went to Milwaukee?

My entire goal of summer 2010 was to make enough money to move to Milwaukee. Then I fell in love with a girl from Illinois who told me she didn’t want to live in Milwaukee and bla bla bla. I probably should have called her bluff and just done it. If a girl doesn’t want to live where you want to live then it’s probably not going to work out. There’s no f’n way I’d live in Illinois either, but that was her home. Just not a good recipe for success. What if I moved though? Would it have helped or killed that relationship? Would I have found some success? Would my life be different? I can’t really regret this one too much because if I didn’t date that girl I never would have gotten over her and staying was the only way to date her.

Ultimately, I have no regrets about the decisions I’ve made in my life. My only true regrets are not doing the things I wanted to do for whatever reason. Twelve years I’ve wanted to write a screenplay and still they sit unwritten. It’s probably too late now, but I could have gone to wrestling school at any point during that time. I could have done a lot of things and I just procrastinated them all this time. Regretful, but like I said before 30 is the new 20. I got plenty of time to do things I want to do.

My car seat, really?

I live on a private street with maybe five houses on it. We know everyone in the neighborhood so often times I won’t even lock my truck. It’s not like I have everything in there of value or anything. This morning my neighbors came over and said they found a car seat in the woods in front of my house and were wondering if it was mine. I thought this was ridiculous until I went outside to look and yes, someone had went through my truck looking for shit and decided to take out my car seat and throw it in the woods. Really?

Let’s think about this for a second. It was probably kids, right? I mean, only kids would be that douchey. It’s one thing to steal stuff, but that’s just messing with my stuff for no reason. Also, it had to be kids because I had my old (broken) laptop in the backseat and they didn’t take it. Only kids are that fucking stupid to go into a car with the intent to steal something and not steal the potentially most valuable thing in there. I hate kids. Honestly, I’m not even that upset that someone went into my truck. They might have took some change or some other stuff I don’t care about, but that’s it. The car seat thing really annoys the shit out of me though because now it’s all dirty and I have to clean it. It’s not even my car seat really, it’s my son’s car seat and what the hell do you want to mess with a four year old’s stuff for? Again, it’s just completely unnecessary and such a douche thing to do. Fuck off, kids who did this.

And now, I’m over it.