It's that time of year again. When we rummage through stacks of intern applications and try to narrow down a handful (or two) of potential candidates to bring in for interviews. I have to say, I really hate this process. How much can you get to know someone from an application? And if that application isn't as up to par as some of the others, they get the axe? I know that out of the stack of 30+ applicants this year, all of them are qualified and would probably do a good job (ok, all but maybe one or two . . .) But who will really stand out? Who is the best for THIS committee? Basically, who can stand up against Big Daddy's extensive editing process and survive? So I loathe this process of sorting and reading and sorting and interviewing. It makes me realize the exact reason I never want to look for another job again. Ever.
But the process of actual interviewing has begun. And I do believe this process is at least a little more beneficial than weeding through applications. At least you get to see someone face to face. Can they put together a coherent sentence? Are they willing to do grunt work? Are they personable? Do they have bad hygene? Do they have bad breath? Is that a bird's nest in their hair? You know. The important things! Because if they don't mesh with our unique office dynamic then they better keep on walking.
We have interviews today and the beginning of next week. And, with any luck, by Friday we will have narrowed it down to the potential top 3. And then the waiting game begins. Did another committee pick your number 1 choice as well? Will you get the top of your list? Did your applicant choice want another committee over us? Oh, the nail biting that occurs during this time. Until we get the call telling us exactly who we are getting the pleasure to work with . . . or, depending, getting stuck with.
It's not really that cut throat around here. I promise. Let the fun begin!
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