The long and short about Interviews

Despite all the stupid interesting comments that Adrenaline left in my blog, I sincerely wish her all the best in her coming interview because I know how screwed it feels when you screw one up.

A nong nong long long time ago (actually, just ten months), when I was a fresh grad from the uni, I applied for a position at this ang mo advertising firm. It was famous in the industry for three things: their very bold and creative ads, their very handsome salaries, and their very gay boss.

Being a top-notch ad firm, their recruitment method was very unique too. I was short-listed for a mass interview at a board game café. They didn’t mention the reason why, but my guess is that they want to observe your interaction and problem-solving skills in a social setting.

So I arrived at the café, and met the rest of my fellow interviewees and prospective boss. After a quick introduction of ourselves, we started with the games. The first we played was Scrabble, which I aced easily (I’m that good, heh). Then I followed up by emerging the default winner for the game I proposed, because no one else in the group knew how to play Chinese Chess.

The third we played was Taboo. I thought I could cream this too because I’m really quite good with guessing games. I had no idea how wrong I was.


Partner: Ok, what do you call someone who doesn’t like females?

Me: Gay!

Partner: No no!

Me: Homosexual!

Partner: No no, try again!

Me: Eh. . . . Monk? Gay monk?

Partner: NO! Remember, he doesn’t like females, what is he?

Me, in desperation: ABNORMAL!


The ‘happy’ ang mo boss didn’t look happy at all. And that’s the reason why I ended up slaving for The Boss and Ms Tan later.

With Love,
Sibeh Sian

P.S. I offer a drink to anyone who can get the taboo word right. Any takers?