I did find out a few interesting tidbits, though. Home Affairs received 1,021 letters of application, for the 4 positions that need to be filled. Out of those 1,000+ original applicants, they invited a mere 212 to be tested. 1 of those, was me -- which means I must have done something right, at least!
There were 12 people being tested in my group. When we arrived, we were let into a boardroom where tea and coffee were waiting and I wouldn't be surprised to learn that we were being observed, so we all sat around the table chatting animatedly, comparing notes and backgrounds and telling each other the tests were just going to be fine. There were 4 men and 8 women, most of them in their 30s; and most of them, like me, working for companies such as Xerox, Microsoft, and ATT. Only one of our number was already a civil servant; and strangely, no one was unemployed. I wonder if that means anything?
I finished first. I took all the time I was allotted for the maths tests (3 of them), less time for the visual stuff (you know, where you're shown two pictures of a cube and you have to predict what the third is going to look like based on whatever conclusion you've been able to reach from the first two) -hey! I'm an art historian; if anyone's got a well-developed visual memory, it's me!-, and when it came to the language tests (2) -- oh please? why take 25 minutes when you can go through the lot in under 8?
I mean, analogies and syllogisms, wtf does that prove? If I've made any mistakes in those, it's because I sort of lost interest halfway through. Who doesn't know what a parallelopipedon is? Too easy, by half.
Now...let's see if I can find Manasse. He's going to stay with his nanna for a bit; then hopefully Leila will pluck up her courage and get out from under my bed!