Half way through a first round interview with a recruiter she abruptly called it off and told me it was hopeless.
I’d never get the job, there was no point continuing the interview.
The dumb twenty-six year-old in the room, got up disheartened and prepared to leave.
The recruiter handed me a pen & piece of paper and told me we’d start again same time next week. Next week I’d come prepared & on the paper would be all the things I’d ever done in tech.
There would be no “I kind of can do…” or “I’ve tinkered with…” In their place there would be definitive statements “I can do…”
like an idiot, I cancelled the following weeks interview via email a few days later – a dumb twenty-six year old not realising she saw potential I didn’t.
When imposter syndrome hits, I often think of the recruiter and whether it would still be hitting if I’d taken her up on her offer.
Probably. Best I can do is try and adopt some advise I half listened to as a dumb twenty-six year old. Following through and getting all the advice would have been a good idea.
