| Anita´s Valium Handy Guide to Interviewing |
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| Written by Anita Valium |
| Thursday, 01 January 2009 00:00 |
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The start of the season heralds the arrival of the greenie. Fresh from their superyacht zero to hero courses, bright eyed and bushy tailed (if they weren´t in the crew bar last night), keen, motivated and raring to go. Rosy faced from dockwalking, having handed out CVs or those funky wee mini business cards with a whole life squished around the photo, what´s next? I think a visit to the agencies is in order! Every crew publication known to man tells you how you should conduct yourself at an interview. I have no time for such sensible advice, it´s no fun to read. So, bear with me if you would, I´d love to give you a few handy hints for what NOT to do at your agent´s interview. Make a good first impression. It´s best not to arrive stoned/high/drunk. Have a wash before you roll up, I met a guy a few weeks back who not only smelt like the drain in the back of a brewery, he had the biggest, dirtiest chunks of eye fug I have ever seen. Looked like he had a fight with the sandman and the sandman beat him in the face with his sandy shovel. I was waiting for a bit to dry out, fall off, and shatter the glass top on my desk. The engineer who had to vomit in my bathroom one morning after a whole 2 minutes of “oh maaan last night was wiiiiiild” strangely enough had his CV shredded and record deleted. Girls, you´re probably going to be interviewed by a woman, probably one that´s past her prime and a bit squidgy round the edges, who remembers the days she could wear hotpants in the street without seeing grown men fleeing, screaming and clawing at their eyes, as a distant memory. For this reason I´d recommend you wear something crew uniform like. Not hotpants/miniskirt/bikinis. This is a professional interview and women can be jealous old bats, if you look that good she might place you on a hooker boat and laugh about it afterwards. Boys, don´t arrive at the interview with a skateboard and your ass hanging out of your pants. Skateboards, sadly, do not mean mature, professional individual who´s serious about a career in yachting. Last summer a young man arrived on his skateboard, maybe 20 years old, floppy blonde hair and braces on his teeth, looking for a deckhand job, with his girlfriend in tow – she was wearing rollerblades and the full on elbow/kneepad ensemble. Cute huh? No. Not cute. Why? Because she was literally old enough to be his mum. I wondered if I´d have to call an ambulance or offer her a cup of tea whilst we waited for her hip replacement. Don´t start any sentence with “I don´t want to tell you how to do your job but…” So DON´T. I´m pretty good at what I do, I have had a fair amount of practice, so please don´t tell me how to do my job. Don´t tell me I´m wrong. I am a 30 year old woman. I am never wrong. Ever. Don´t cough all over your hands then offer them for a hand shake. That’s just disgusting. Don´t flirt with me. I´m married. You may be irresistible to all the girls you meet but please, I may look young and be cheerful but I´m old and bitter. And besides, going on a hot date with a 19yr old is not in my top list of things to do; although I guess he could wait in the car and oil the wheels on his skateboard whilst I go get some beers. The point of an interview with a crew agent is to get them on your side and make them WANT to place you. I read a blog from some complete muppet slating us agents, saying how we don´t care about crew etc etc violins poor me, but the truth is we really do. When I meet a goodie, I go out of my way to find them a job. I hope that helps. Enjoy your interview. |


