RECORD STORE TALES Part 320:
End of the Line #1: The First Interview
Every journey starts with a first step.
By 2005 it was obvious that my career at the Record Store did not have a future. Franchises were struggling, and I found myself on the outside of the clique of people who ran the show. I had sunk into a deep depression, which was exacerbated daily by the store. I was working as hard as I ever had, returning home exhausted each night, but the writing was on the wall. Β It had been for years. I put together a resume and began applying for jobs.
Assembling that first resume was interesting. I hadn’t had to look for a job in over a decade. Β Retail experience was one thing, but I wasΒ beaten down so much that I struggled to play up my skills. I couldn’t see my strengths. As I worked on it and sought advice from people I trusted within the organization, I realized my experience was anything but limited to a cash register. I had been responsible for training dozens of employees, and even some franchise owners too. Β I had been responsible for bank deposits, and sometimes I was carrying thousands of dollars in cash on my person. I had also spent a couple years running our website. I had travelled all over southern Ontario helping to deal with staffing issues. There was so much responsibility, and I had received so little credit for it, that I was selling myself short. Once I got some help and got that resume into shape, I started applying for jobs.Β One franchise owner wrote me a glowing letter of recommendation that I still treasure. Β It gave my spirit a huge boost.
Not having done a job interview in a decade, I was applying to anything, just to get my interview chops back. I had applied to sales and management-type jobs, but was shot down each time for βonly having retail experienceβ. Even though I had managed a staff many times, it didnβt seem to matter. I worried that spending 10 years in one job wasnβt necessarily a good thing, like I thought it was.
I got a call back from a local chicken restaurant. They were hiring for an assistant manager position, so I gave it a shot. The interview with the manager was set for a Sunday; an odd day for sure but at least I had it off. I put on a pair of dress pants for the first time in a long time; I remember theyΒ were uncomfortably tight. I squeezed in and headed off to the interview. Β As far as a first interview in years goes, I did pretty well. As this blog attests to, if thereβs one thing I like talking about, itβs music. If thereβs two, itβs music and myself. Β I’m good at conversing, in other words. Β (I get this from my Grandfather who had “the gift of gab”.) However I had no food service experience and I really wasnβt all that interested. I was more curiousΒ what was out there.
Of course I did not get the job, but that interview experience taught me two things. One, doing an interview is like riding a bike. Once you learn how, you never forget; you might be rusty but itβs easy to climb back on. The second thing I learned was to always make sure I have a pair of dress pants that fit!
My second interview went much better. Β I had applied for a position at Manulife and I nailedΒ it. Β Even though I had given what I still think was the best interview of my life, I did not get the job, and my mood sank further. Β These journal entries have all the details:
Date: 2005/12/15 11:37 am
Man, that interview went so well. I was told that I was the best candidate they interviewed, but that there was also an internal candidate who was a favourite.
45 minutes after the interview concluded, I got an email saying the other candidate got the job.
Date: 2005/12/15 19:22 pm
Yeah, I guess I can admit I’m just really bummed right now. I definitely gave the best interview of my life today. And she said so many great things about me:
“You have such great personality, I would hate to see that stifled in you.”
“You are by far the best candidate I have talked to.”
We bonded over Pink Floyd, Helix, the St. Jacobs Market, Walkerton…it was a damn fun interview.
Ahh well. One thing for sure, I had a taste while I toured their building of what a REAL job is. They even had a Tim Horton’s on site! There’s a professionalism that my current job couldn’t even dream of having. It was fantastic. I have a very clear vision of what I want now, and I WILL get it.
Regardless of my bravado, this rejection hit me extremely hard.
To be continued.














