I was intrigued by my college friend’s interest in a series on television. Her and her husband, that is also my college friend from back in the day, enjoyed watching it together. I thought perhaps that it was something both the hubs and I could get into since it had some of the things we like. Rick likes violence and action movies and I like costuming and strong female characters with a smart plot. It has beautifully shot scenes in Scotland, a place we will most likely not visit, but want to. I am also a fan of the Scottish accent so there is that. It is based on a popular fictional series that I have not read, because, like most people know, I usually read non-fiction and listen to podcasts.
I like to hear the phrases and idioms used to color that beautiful dialect as the series is partially anchored in the mid 1700’s when Gaelic was as frequently heard as English. I have my phone with me while I watch and look up terms, quick historical facts and locations as it plays on TV.
So, when I had a job interview today I felt that sometimes I was speaking a different language. One often feels like that in new situations no matter how many times a person goes through it. I have a filter now, but still use the theory of Oliver Goldsmith when he said, “Ask me no questions and I will tell you no lies.”
Interviews are all about questions and ways to carefully be truthful without coming right out and telling a lie. Why do you want this job? Why did you leave your last job? Oh, you didn’t? How about the one before that? How about the one before that? By the time you get to be 60 there is a long line of jobs.
There are many of us of my age are not in the companies where we are with the same one for loads of years. Some of them we actually confess to working at and some of them you don’t write down. Will the fact that I know how to drive a bulldozer in 1976-81 be useful to this position? Should I really tell them why I left the last job? “People did that?” they ask. Will the fact that I can quiet a gymnasium full of children be a value to my employer?
How can I get around not throwing all the employers under the bus when not all of it was bad and not all of it was awesome or in some instances, they threw me under the bus? Ask me no questions and I will put a good spin on it, but I am not going to make it all shiny as I don’t have time for that. I will not make it all dull either as I was learning then and that has value. Some of it was horrible, but there was value if I choose to look at it that way.
After the interview I was cooked. Really cooked. I was not in my element of work places and these people spoke English, but not the English in my brain. I had to interpret and then translate though it was my language so they would understand me as well. That made me feel like I was speaking using subtitles and that made me think of the television series I am watching.
There is a wee Scot expression which probably takes a lot of practice for a non Scot to get right. It is “Whits fur ye canna go by ye.” It basically means “What’s for you will not go by you”, as in, “What is meant for you by fate won’t pass you by”. We will see if this job will go by ye. God already has it figured out, although I would would have liked to have known so I wouldn’t have had to cook myself with anxiety. God says, “Haud yer wheesht, Jane.”