And so 'the first interview and' gone. After working for the entire presentation on Thursday morning, 'I shower, scented, incravattato and boom! at 3 I was ready to take the taxi and directed towards Millson Point, at the offices of Amnesia. Knowing
taxis in Sydney, and given that the interview was fixed at 4, I thought you book one: the fact is that after 5 minutes of waiting, I saw it coming ... and you and 'stop!
good start!
annoyed, I start walking towards the main street more 'near my house, Crown Street, when finally, around 3:15, stopped a taxi.
"Millson Point, please."
It starts, everything ok. I can start to concentrate.
Ma .. 'cause idle speed automatic? After 50 meter race, the driver begins with the absurd excuse: "My wife, I have to take it to the supermarket, I can not take, you must come down."
hahahahahahaha, imagine my face, I was shocked!
"Are you kidding?"
He said "no no, get out now, immediately."
auks', disbelief, and go down the address of a nice fuck-off.
are the 3.20 and are quite nervous.
comes the third taxi, take it, tell him where to take me and I ask ... "Ah, Millson Point ... near Chatswood, no?"
What? Li 'I left, extremely pissed off: "Listen, you know where is it or not'? It 's not in Chatswood (different part), do not have a caxxo navigator, ...." more 'other insults related to a group of taxi drivers (whose quality' media, here in Sydney, and 'embarrassing).
"Ah, yes, Navigator."
Babba bia.
Arrival at the offices of Amnesia, I introduce myself in answering e. .. SUPER FAIL!
"Hi, Alberto Sbabo, I have an interview at 4"
"Interview with whom, pray?"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I did not know the name of the manager!
Thoughts inside my head: [dick, I know only the Twitter name of the manager that I should do the interview, but fuck I'm always looking with whom I have to do the interview ..... and instead, having traveled all over Social Media, I just know his nickname].
throw them 'his nickname, for my luck, and' associated with the name of the manager.
are ahead, I sit on a couch and look around.
It 's weird,' cause and I never 'happened to go to an interview and practically already know' the people who worked in the office: they got up, talked, walked
people whose faces I knew already 'through various social media. X
I knew he had a thin voice, which had just been in Melbourne y, z that was the game of rugby the day before. And probably everyone knew that I was the idiot who started the campaign self-promotion, eh, eh!
I knew he had a thin voice, which had just been in Melbourne y, z that was the game of rugby the day before. And probably everyone knew that I was the idiot who started the campaign self-promotion, eh, eh!
Strangely, 'does not approach the Manager to interview me, but two boys' young people accompanying me to the interview room (in the meantime I see a giant ping pong, and I guess already 'as will' beat the super ahaha manager, that stupid) and it starts.
I know both you and him: 's all very strange.
too 'cause, unlike other interviews where I started my Keynote presentation, they left with their default applications which did not seek to know more' of my past works, but to understand my level of understanding of social media.
40 minutes of talk nice and smooth: he, an American guy very lively, passionate about playstation3, as she looked at me with those penetrating eyes who said that multitude of words that came from his mouth.
Anyway, and 'burst out laughing with a slide of my presentation (which, towards the end, I managed to show).
and I think 'well, there will be' a second interview and I hope to be called.
said they were impressed by the ad campaign I did.
700, say seven hundred fans on the Facebook page and 450 photos.
unexpected, I guess.
Thank you all!
Now I just have to wait and see if the response will be 'called.
Fingers crossed, thanks again!
After a week of loving relationship with my laptop, I decided that was the case off a bit 'and I did the weekend at Manly Beach, a beautiful beach where my friend has just rented an apartment: rilassatissimo, I came home last night, after I crushed a supergelatone at the Royal Copenhagen!
hug you all, continue to support me! : D Albe
ps are 17mesi who are in Australia!
ps2 and 'one year and' William died today. Hello Willy
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