seaslug

Ch-ch-ch-changes

So, I went down to Harrisburg, yesterday, to meet with the clients at the site to which I was trying to transfer. Despite the rain and fog and construction I made excellent time. It's only a matter of time before I'm ticketed. I drive too fast.

The client had asked for three names to interview. It was me and two new people who are only just now applying for jobs with my company. Apparently well qualified, nonetheless. I walked in the door exactly three minutes before my scheduled meeting time. Apparently one of the other applicants had arrived about a half hour before his scheduled meeting yet they took him first. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Now, I can see wanting to be efficient as possible but I see two problems. First, what's the deal with the client not sticking with the schedule? Second, what's the deal with an applicant who so poorly manages his time or else is such an eager beaver that he arrives a half hour early? Both scenarios are unprofessional, in my opinion. But I'm an idiot so take that with a grain of salt.

Anyway, I hung out with the supervisor down there. The one I was trying to replace. Got a look at how he runs his operation in order to start working on ideas of my own. Finally, after about 20 minutes I met the client's representatives. There was one guy on site and one guy in video conference. The meeting started with both of them trying to figure out how to get the video conference software to work right. Not auspicious. Hello, we're soon to be replaced by monkeys. Video conference guy asked all the questions. Pretty standard selection. "Give me an example of how you handle multi-tasking under pressure." "Tell me how you will cope with boredom from your staff." "Are you now, or have you ever been, a communist." "Give me an example of how you deal with mistakes." They didn't actually ask if I was a communist. I was just seeing if you were paying attention. I had ready answers for their questions. I usually do pretty well in interviews. I had questions for them as well, like any good interviewee should.

After the interview and a little lunch I headed back home and played salesman for an hour or so. Some time ago I had contacted our local sales manager, who's based way down in Philadelphia, and asked him to send me some literature that I could give to local businesses so I could try and get us some new accounts. Yesterday, since I had some time, I went around one of the industrial parks and dropped off literature and business cards. I pretty much got the brush off as most salesmen do. But I got names and numbers for followup by the actual salesman. And I made points with my boss and his boss in doing so. Makes me look like a go-getter. I'm actually a lazy slob but no sense letting them know that. After that, since I had traded shifts with the afternoon guy so I could do all this, it was off to work. Went home at midnight, back at 8am today. I feel pretty good, though, because of my old friend coffee.

And so, to the point. I didn't get the job. All three of us were rejected. My boss says the client told him they hadn't found "the perfect replacement" yet. They actually used the word perfect. My boss tells me they love the supervisor they have now. Not enough to make him some kind of incentive offer to stay, but they love him. And they're in no rush to replace him. They asked my boss for three more applicants to interview. My boss said he and his boss are thinking of going down there and asking them to reconsider me. I don't think I really want to work for them, though, considering all I've described. Not all is lost, either. We have two companies we may be starting accounts with, one in Harrisburg and one in Allentown. The Allentown one is closest to signing so my boss says he would put me there if I want it. We don't have to consult with the client on staffing at that account, if we get it. I would take it if it were offered. It's a nice clean office building. Bigger account than my current one and I probably wouldn't have the staffing problems I'm having now. Now that my boss knows I want to move away from Hicksville he's keeping me in mind for anything juicy that puts me in a cityscape. I'm not bumming. I'm comfortable where I am right now and my client manager loves me just like those Harrisburg bums love their supervisor. Still, when the opportunity to move to a more urban setting presents itself, I'm gone. I guess it's a good thing I didn't follow my boss's idiot advice to tell my client manager I'm thinking of transferring, eh?
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