This is post #2, of a series of posts covering past and current job applications and the resulting anonymous emails telling me I suck. Er, yeah, that’s basically the gist of it. I dont not suck enough to get the job so therefore I suck. Here we go!
Nothing against 20 year olds or anything but I’m no longer in high school or university and every single one of them had the name Kayla. I think, thats how I remember it anyway. It was 2,5 months ago so there might have also been two Baileys which is hilarious because that’s the name of me and my ex’s cat and every time one of them would be called by name I’d think of this big fat orange tomcat… anyway, off on a tangent here.
H&M opened a new location on Prince Edward Island this summer, our first one! I love this store and thought I would apply since they were hiring part-time sales advisors. I threw my resume in the ring on August 2 and had a phone interview that week. There were the generic questions;
“How would you deal with an unhappy customer?” (tell them to go away)*
“What is your availability?” (Tuesdays from 23:15 until 23:16!)*
“What do you know about h&m?” and;
“What do you think the responsibilities of a sales advisor are?” (this is where you read off their ad, but in your own words and hope you’ve selected the right answer)*
Surprisingly, the phone interview went well enough, I felt really good about it and I was invited to a “Meet & Greet” by robo-email, so refreshing, and rsvp’d, of course.
As I usually do, I did some research on the company. I read the wiki. I scoured the website and it really did seem like a cool place to work. Young and fresh and with opportunity for growth. This is something I really like in a company as in the past I’ve caught on quite quickly at entry level jobs in retail and have been promoted. I like a change, and I like moving up!
The meet and greet went errr, well it went alright. We all showed up to a closed retail location and were made to stand and wait for what seemed like an hour but was really only about 10 minutes. Surprisingly of the 30 young people they had invited a few didn’t actually show up. How does that even happen? Not showing up for a job interview? We were all given those nice rectangular stick-on name tags and invited in for a 15 minute orso peptalk by three H&M employees
glorifying their diety, I mean talking about their employer. and the benefits of the working there. We heard from one HR person, another stores lacky and a store manager.**
We were then split up into three (it may have been four) groups and had awkward group conversations with the other interviewees and the one awkward H&M person in front of us guiding the conversation. After ten minutes of struggle. (Keep your posture good! Smile! Be friendly! Prove you are awesome for the job!) we were hussled back into circles on folding chairs for a half hour long group interview session which followed the general format of:
Introduce yourself and answer generic questions about what the job is and how you would handle certain situations. Yay!
It is at this point that I realised this was just NOT going to happen. As much as I think I would have been quite good at the job, I was sitting in a room with people ten years younger; one girl who showed up late and several of whom just repeated the same type of answers over and over again… of which two were still in actual high school.
I lingered a minute after the interview but the H&M folks all said bye, opened the door and then congregated in their own huddle ignoring everyone going out the door.
Overall experience: mwah, 5/10. From what I had read on their website and hoped for the experience was really mediocre. I was full of hope but unsurprisingly, a full two weeks later the following robo-email landed in my inbox;
The frustrating thing with these companies is that they all seem to use do-not-reply emails and give 0 feedback after. I have no idea what I should have done differently.
And on we go, let’s see what this week brings!~ ^-^
*Obviously this is all sarcasm. I sat down, spent a few hours preparing, got in the right mindset, dressed up, put on a good face and gave it a serious go. **When I say “lacky” I mean part-time highschool student sales advisor from another store.