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The Assessment

I've just got home from The Assessment -- and I really don't know what to make of it, or how to rate my chances. It was hard...and it didn't help that I'd hardly slept at all, waking at 3:40 a.m. and spending the rest of the night staring up at the ceiling with my heart in my mouth. And I'm just now realising, perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned this to the psychologist who was assigned to observe me today. And observe me she did -- at times, it felt like I was a specimen of some sort. Anyway, the day started pleasantly enough when to my joy, both Mark and Marcel, the two young men I've been bonding with most during this whole selection process, turned up to take part in this assessment as well. Yay! They got this far, too! We had coffee and later lunch together, but we didn't see much of each other after that. Our individual assessment programme consisted of the filling out of a heap of forms designed to give an accurate picture of your personality; an in-depth interview about your career choices heretofore and the competencies you intend to bring to the job in hand; 2 simulations in which you were basically thrown to the lions - in my case, I had to pretend to be an HR manager who has to decide whether or not to continue with a research project re: women in management, and do a presentation on the fly on how to make a certain governmental department more cost effective as well as productive in the space of 3-4 months. Then, for me the day finished with the writing of a policy document about the financial support given to Al-Qaeda by muslim organisations posing as charitable institutions in the West.

I don't know how I did. I honestly have no idea. I'm not happy with the document I wrote: I had 2 hours to read all the information and write it, but of course I wasted too much time on the first activity and ended up not having enough on the latter -- and so I managed to write a quick introduction piece, but never got to any sort of conclusion. Which is a pity because unlike the other tasks I was set, the results of this test will be sent straight on to the service and judged on its content.

I think I did well in the interview and well on the presentation, but I can't allow myself to become complacent -- or I might very well be terribly disappointed next week, when she'll present her report to me.

I really wish I hadn't mentioned I hadn't slept well...it sounds like an excuse, doesn't it?

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bogwitch
Aug. 22nd, 2005 05:53 pm (UTC)
Eep. I'm glad I didn't have to go through all that. An interview is bad enough!
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 06:00 pm (UTC)
I know. It was seriously scary. Thank God it's over now, one way or another...

An interview is bad enough!

Speaking of -- you never let on how yours went the other day...Have you heard anything yet?
bogwitch
Aug. 22nd, 2005 06:02 pm (UTC)
Um. I can't remember which one it was now. :D

Didn't get it, but didn't really want it. I want a decent job damnit! Not dead-end admin jobs! They all think I'm too experienced/skilled now anyway.
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 06:08 pm (UTC)
They all think I'm too experienced/skilled now anyway.

They seem to think the same of me. God, I hate that! Yes, I do have skills and experience, but I don't think I can ever have too much of either! ;-)

Oh well, as long as you're not too bothered by the rejection, seeing as how you didn't really want it in the first place...
bogwitch
Aug. 22nd, 2005 06:15 pm (UTC)
The only one I wanted was the Dixons job. :(
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 06:18 pm (UTC)
We will not speak or even think of it again.
tori_x
Aug. 22nd, 2005 07:04 pm (UTC)
Wow that's some assessment, if it was handed to me I may have just cried lol. Good for you getting through it with some confidence I have my fingers crossed for the verdict :)
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 07:59 pm (UTC)
I have my fingers crossed for the verdict :)

What, for a whole week? However will you manage? But thanks!
db2305
Aug. 22nd, 2005 07:24 pm (UTC)
*fingers crossed*

I remember the never-wracking ness of my last assessment...and then the psychologist was so nice and complimentary at the evaluation. Meaning, you never know. But I'm sure you did well - you really want the job, right?

*thinks of Sunday next*
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 08:03 pm (UTC)
Meaning, you never know.

That's exactly the thought I'll be clinging to in the next few days, or I won't be able to function normally at all!

*thinks of Sunday next*

Fantastic -- how shall we do this? Shall I come and meet you in Utrecht bright-eyed and bushy-tailed early Sunday morning?

db2305
Aug. 22nd, 2005 08:14 pm (UTC)
That sounds like a plan. I'll go and find out opening times and the route...
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 08:17 pm (UTC)
They do open on a Sunday, don't they? Oh what am I saying? Of course they do!

Now, what do I need? Wish we could bring Trinny and Susannah with us!
db2305
Aug. 22nd, 2005 08:34 pm (UTC)
Brocade shoes!
Something velvet, something purple,
somethign military, something new...
gamiila
Aug. 22nd, 2005 08:48 pm (UTC)
Brocade shoes! You're right, there is something missing from my collection still...Oh, I feel a spending spree coming on -- and isn't that the most delish feeling in the world? ;-)
db2305
Aug. 24th, 2005 03:11 pm (UTC)
Yess! Hey, it's open from 10-18 every day. So you better get up early...
gamiila
Aug. 24th, 2005 04:18 pm (UTC)
Alright -- be with you at 9-9:30?
anonypooh
Aug. 22nd, 2005 09:23 pm (UTC)
woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!! Congratulations on getting through that lot!!! .. it all sounds amazingly tough... are they looking to fill a number of posts?

Good luck!!!
gamiila
Aug. 23rd, 2005 06:20 am (UTC)
Yes, they are looking to fill a number of posts, about 20 in all. Having slept on it now, I don't think I did all that badly, but it's difficult to say as I don't know what part'll weigh more or how the other candidates done. Ideally, I would like me, Mark and Marcel to have come through this day with flying colours, but realistically, I don't think there's that much chance of that.

It's going to be a tense 7 days until I know the results!
sanda56
Aug. 22nd, 2005 10:23 pm (UTC)
Oh dear, it sounds like it was ghastly. There again, you can never tell how these things have gone, can you?

*hugs*
gamiila
Aug. 23rd, 2005 07:11 am (UTC)
It does sound ghastly, doesn't it? And it is, but also...not. I found myself quite enjoying some of it, like giving the presentation to an audience of 2 very sceptic actors whose brief probably was to oppose all my proposals for change. Having had only 10 minutes to prepare my speech (and that included drawing up the sheets for the overhead projector and familiarising myself with the equipment), I think I did pretty well, holding my own and delivering a consistent, coherent message...and presenting it with a certain flair. I'm good at presentations. I often do them, though usually I know what I'm talking about.
sanda56
Aug. 23rd, 2005 08:56 am (UTC)
I suppose the thing is they're seeing how you work under stress, aren't they, so it won't have been comfortable. *Shudders* I'd have dissolved in a puddle of tears... Well I'd not have got that far! :)

I'd cross my fingers for you but I can't type that way! ;)
gamiila
Aug. 23rd, 2005 10:47 am (UTC)
I suppose the thing is they're seeing how you work under stress, aren't they,

Oh, of course! So it won't matter what I've said or how good a grasp I got of the situation, they just wanted to see me get on with it! Well, I did that -- so cheers, I feel a lot better about it now!
enigmaticblues
Aug. 23rd, 2005 12:25 am (UTC)
*big hugs* Also, I would imagine that a majority of people don't sleep well before something like that. Were I the psychologist (and I do have some training in that field) I'd think, "Pretty normal anxiety. Moving on." Don't worry about it. *more hugs*

PS I'm sure you did great. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you.
gamiila
Aug. 23rd, 2005 08:19 am (UTC)
I can only hope the psychologist dealing with my case will take the same view as you and I. I wouldn't have given it a moment's thought if she hadn't jumped on my remark, and came back to it after the assessment had ended.

Anyway, it's out of my hands now, and I'm not going to worry about it anymore. We'll see what conclusions she's drawn next week. Thnaks for rooting for me!
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