Interviewer: Can I see some samples?
Me: Of course.
I show my work half hoping that he wouldn’t ask the next standard question. But, here it comes.
Interviewer: Do you have them published in a blog? Or something that I can read online at leisure.
Me: Oh no, I don’t publish them online. I write stuff and sell them. (Grrrrrrrrr!!!…I do freelancing to make money and not to entertain).
Then I babble on about how the whole process of freelancing works, how I got into it and why I got into it…(to make money and SHOP…shop…shop oh!!! it gives so much of pleasure when I think of it, everytime)….and I come back to reality meeting the judging gaze of the interviewer. Well, another interview gone in the gutter.
Here is the background to the above prelude…after 6 years of break from regular work, (working in an office—mind it) but working fulltime playing the role of a cook, chauffeur, house maid, freelance content writer and not to forget the most dauting task of playing the mother of twin brats. Suddenly, one day I wake up and decide it’s time I resume my career. Going back to my old job is almost impossible as I don’t have the leisure of time. I have to be back home, do all my regular stuff for the children, home and be able to do more than justice to the given second opportunity to resume my career. So, I need something that would provide me the necessary flexibility and at the same time give me work satisfaction. Based on my 5+ years of freelance content writing experience, like an adult my age, I over confidently decide that I am the ‘right fit’ for ‘content writing’ jobs.. Only to realize after 6 months that the world has changed a lot when I was busy cocooning.
There is so much more to be considered the ‘right fit’…there needs to be proof….laid down plain and blank. In the preparation process, I learnt that one of the common questions asked to an interviewee is, “Do you have any experience?”… (I found it funny that even a fresher is asked this question). Then it struck me… This ‘do you have any samples’ question is going to haunt me and stop me from getting a job. I’ll fail to impress the interviewer and also get lost in the process….That was my Eureka moment….
Time to act and here I am with my first post on my blog aptly named ‘birthofablogger’….I was contemplating naming it as ‘forcedtoblog’. But then I thought, why have negativity added to a name. Who knows? I might end up enjoy blogging…
Yup…I’ve finally let the bug bite me…the blogger’s bug.
(P.s: The above mentioned conversation is an excerpt from one of the interviews…almost every interview…)