Showing posts with label Fabric. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fabric. Show all posts

Wednesday, 17 October 2007

The Nicest Rejection Letter I've Ever Had

from LabelManager
to
lopz@lopz.com
date 16 Oct 2007 17:28
subject Application - Fabric

Lopz


Firstly can I take this opportunity to thank you for taking the time to come in and see us for a second time yesterday.

As you may know we had an amazing response and our decision was made even more difficult because the candidates were without exception of a high caliber and all fully employable.

Nevertheless and after careful consideration I am afraid we will not be taking your application further.

On a personal note, although I am sure it is of little consolation to you, I was extremely impressed by both your skills, your desire for the job and the way you conducted yourself, please do not feel too disheartened.

Once again thank you for the time you have put into these interviews. I really am sorry – PA and I feel really flat! However we really appreciate the interest you have shown in Fabric and wish you all the very best for the future.

Yours sincerely

LabelManager


And then, on my reply in which I thanked him for his e-mail and asked if there was anything I could have done differently, this:

from LabelManager
to lopz@lopz.com
date 16 Oct 2007 19:25
subject Application - Fabric

Hi Lopz

Truth be told you did absolutely nothing at all wrong there was just another candidate who had a direct skill set that would add real weight to our business.

When its so close between candidates it might only be the smallest thing that tips it so certainly don’t change your approach.

Thanks again for taking the time and I wish you all the best

Kind regards

LabelManager

Tuesday, 16 October 2007

Waiting On The World To Change

I've been waiting in anticipation all day for a call from Fabric. My interview went really really well yesterday - the Label Manager complimented me afterwards on an excellent interview and said he was very impressed. *big grin* I was the last person to go - they had a total of 160 applicants for this position!

I know I have a real shot at getting this job, and now I definitely want it. However, it's not in the bag yet; besides the fact that there could quite easily be several other people who he liked as much as he appeared to like me, there's also the money issue. I told him what I want, and I said straight up I would not consider any less than I earn now, and he didn't fall off his chair. But he didn't say that's no problem, either. He just remained poker face - damn!

So we'll see. I've decided I can live with the hours - it would mean getting up at the same time in the mornings and going to gym before work (ok, trying not to cry at the thought), but I would manage.

And now I'm going to stop talking, because it just makes it that much harder to move on if I don't get it, so cross fingers for me and hopefully I will have good news soon!

Monday, 15 October 2007

It's My Party And I Will If I Want To

I am sooo tired this morning, and usually I would take that as the mark of a great weekend, but I'm afraid it might be because I'm getting sick instead.

It was, however, a good weekend. Saturday night was by far the highlight, when the boys went clubbing and Scarf and I arranged a chicks' night in at home. Mello, Mandz, La Poo and the ArtyOne descended on our front doorstep bearing truckloads of booze, and the minute the rugby was over and the guys left, we cranked up Gwen Stefani full blast and proceeded to have a night of drinking, dancing and enough screeching to send any lurking testosterone fleeing the building in terror. We spent most of the night flinging ourselves around the lounge in a euphoric state, and whenever anyone stopped for a breather or attemped to have a moment's coversation, they were dragged relentlessly back to the 'dancefloor' (our now stained and dirty lounge carpet) and made to whirl and jump around like they were possessed. As a result, I now have to get together with each girl separately at a later stage to actually catch up on what's going on in their lives.

We absolutely trashed the house. It was obviously going to get dirty, what with the drinks and snacks being ferried from one room to the next as we raided our cupboards to try on clothes and accompanied one another to the bathroom. However, it is Scarf who gets the prize for Caner of the Night as she was responsible for the start of the popcorn fight that was the end of any semblance of order in the lounge. My defining memory of the party is crawling around on my hands and knees at 3am, frantically trying to vacumm up popcorn kernels that kept getting stuck in the pipe, while Scarf just kept on throwing them as fast as I sucked them up. Good times! I maintained my dignity in keeping with my new Drinking with Moderation and Class programme.... ok, maybe dancing like an epileptic chicken and shrieking along to pop songs is not the epitomy of class, but I didn't throw my name away either.

Yesterday we spent much of the morning cleaning the house and absorbing barbed comments from the guys - just wait until they have a booze 'n braai next, we will be merciless! I was hangover free and wide awake at 9am, which is partially repsonsible for my fatigue today.

I am going for my second interview at Fabric this evening, but unfortunately the only slot they have left is 6pm. So I'm going to get home really late and can't go to gym.... and it just occurred to me that if I'm already moaning about this now, how much more would I moan if I get the job and I have to finish at 7pm? I'm hoping that the money issue is going to decide for me, because if they're prepared to pay me what I want and then offer me the job, I know I'm going to be quite torn.

Must give a quick mention here to the Boks for their drive and spirit. We are very much looking forward to them taking their deserved place as Champions on Sunday. Viva South Africa!

Friday, 12 October 2007

Beautiful Day

So, my interview at Fabric yesterday was pleasantly surprising! I walked in expecting to hate it, and really thinking the job was not for me, and walked more than a little excited. :-)

Still, I don't think it will work out, but it was a nice interview and it was certainly good to know I was well received. I was interviewed by the PA to the Director, and it was more an informal chat than a structured interview. She said she'd seen about 25 people, and was hoping to start second interviews this afternoon. She gave me a second interview on the spot.

The whole working environment is very much like working for DMP, the production company I spent three years at in CT. A little chaotic, very fast paced, always busy, everyone pitching in to help everybody else.... basically organised mayhem, which is exactly the type of thing I'm looking for. Everyone wears jeans and tackies to work, and the office is open plan but they all sit close enough to absorb each other's roles. Also, the role I went for is working directly under the Record Label Manager, so it cracks open the door to the music industry.

The reason I don't think it will work is money. She said the salary isn't set in stone, and it would be discussed at the second interview, but I know what I want and I still don't think they'll pay that much. So that's really the main issue. Of course, I was surprised once, and I could be again. The other thing is, I didn't manage to work up the nerve yesterday to ask if they work flexible hours, so for example could I come in at 9am and finish at 6pm. I somehow doubt it, but I will ask at my second interview. So what it comes down to is this: if I go and they like me and they're willing to pay what I'm after, then perhaps I have a real shot at this. If I actually get offered the job, I would have to decide if I can live with the hours, assuming they don't have flexi time.

However, this is all what if what if what if, and at the moment, although it's really nice that I have a second interview (my first ever!), it doesn't mean that this could actually be the right thing for me. I am leaving it in the hands of Fate.

The best thing about yesterday though was walking into a place that felt instantly familiar, and having my interviewer immediately recognize in me the traits that connect me with a place like this. She knew I was the right kind of person, and I knew I'd be a good fit. So even if this doesn't actually work out and I have to keep looking, that moment where I got her approval made me feel for a second like I could conquer the world. And sometimes that's just as important as actually getting the job.

In other news that doesn't involve my work situation, Shoes, Eyes and I are completely obsessed with a series on Sky called Ross Kemp on Gangs. It's a documentary style show that has former EastEnders' actor turned investigative journalist Ross Kemp travelling the world in search of the meanest gangs on the planet, and then burrowing his way through the layers of hierarchy to the Dons to find out the truth of what they do and why they do it. So far we've been introduced to the Crips and the Bloods in America, neo-Nazis in Russia and California, teenage delinquent gangs on the council estates of London, Polish football hooligans, the criminal underworld in Kingston, Jamaica (aka the murder capital of the world) and The Numbers Gang in South Africa, where he spent time in the cells of Pollsmoore with the leader of the 28s. It's absolutely fascinating watching, and the high levels and rapid spread of violence linked to poverty is eye-opening. Of course it doesn't hurt that Ross himself is a bulky skinhead with the look of an army colonel and the diplomacy of a politican, and he is as compelling as the bellies of the monsters he visits. Stirring stuff, and a good andtidote to the excesses of reality tv.

Thursday, 11 October 2007

Hole In My Soul

Apparently I have another interview today! I picked up a voice message at 11pm last night from the PA at Fabric, saying they want me to come in for an interview today. I am duly waiting for their offices to open so I can call and make arrangements.

The thing with this one is, I almost know before I go in there that I don't want the job. I know that's a bit presumptuous, but it's based on three factors.

One: their office hours are 10am to 7pm. In Cape Town, I would probably consider a job with those hours, as it would take me 20 minutes to get home. In London, it takes an hour an a half, and I can't abide by the thought of arriving home at 8:30pm every evening. I would never go to gym and so become a big blob, I'd have to eat really late and everyone else would be doing sundowners in the park in summer while I was stuck inside. It's one thing to have office hours of 9:30am - 6pm - the norm in most media jobs - and maybe work late the odd evening; it's another thing to officially finish at 7pm and then still have to work late sometimes.

Two: I don't think they're going to offer enough salary wise. Of course, I am prepared to be pleasantly surprised, but from the conversation I had with the PA when I first applied, it looks like they're aiming to pay a good £2000 per year less than what I want, and if that's the case there's nothing that could make me take the job. It's not set in stone yet, as she assured me, but it doesn't look great.

Three: the role itself seems very very basic. The reason I applied in the first place was kind of on a whim, thining that maybe there would be an opportunity to get into the music side of things, as they run their own record label. That is something I would definitely be interested in, but there isn't any evidence based on the job spec that this is a possibility.

So why am I still going? Two reasons. One: the small possibility that this could be a foot in the door into the music industry. Two: self esteem. It would feel really good right now to go for an interview, have them decide that I am exactly what they want, and then decline because they are not exactly what I want. Not that I am using them just to give myself a big head.... all interviews are good practice, so I'd be getting that out of it too. And despite what I've written, maybe they'll surprise me and I'll be a whole lot more enthusuiastic once I've heard what they have to say.

Most of all though, I have absolutely nothing to lose, so therefore it can only be a good thing.

Wednesday, 10 October 2007

The Sun Always Shines On TV

My friend G-Days has just bought himself an £850 tv set. I don't usually devote entire posts to my friends' activities, but since I don't have anything particularly interesting to report by way of events, thoughts or issues, and his buying this tv is clearly an alarming event and points towards some serious lack of thought issues, it seems a worthy replacement.

Who in their right mind buys an £850 tv set? The four of us discussed this over supper last night and came up with a list of all the (much more worthwhile) things one can do with £850:

1. Buy two return tickets to Cape Town off season (give or take £50)
2. Buy one return ticket to Cape Town and use the rest of the money to have a moerse jol
3. Go on a weekend break to Prague - twice (and that's for a couple)
4. Go on a Victoria Beckham style shopping spree (ok, it would be a VB style spree to us, since us spending £850 on a day's shopping is like her spending £8500)
5. Buy three really good tvs - one for the lounge and each bedroom

The guys were bandying about phrases like 'sony bravia' and 'superfast refresh rate', none of which mean anything to me but apparently explain why G-Days thought it necessary to part with that much cash for a telly. It's HD compatible, but that comes with its own set of problems, such as the need to buy a £200 Sky TV box that supports HD, which he is now planning to do. I certainly hope for his sake that it makes the movie characters come to life in his lounge, otherwise I can't help but feel he has pissed his money down the proverbial drain. He's not even staying in the UK permanently!

I just had a phone call from someone at FabricLive, the UK's most well known electro club. I applied for the role of Club Secretary a while ago, but hadn't heard back from them so I'd forgotten all about it. The PA to the Director had just three questions for me: Have I been to Fabric before (yes, once last NYE), What did I think of it (Fantastic, awesome atmosphere and really good music - now this was a lie, because it sucked, but I figure only because we chose the worst night of the year to go. I therefore think that had it been any other night I would have enjoyed myself, and elected to project my feelings about any future nights at Fabric rather than the night I actually went) and Did I know about their record label (Yes, having looked it up on the website when I first applied for the role). Incidentally, the record label thing was why I applied in the first place. Getting into music is even harder than getting into tv or film, at least with my luck, so I didn't think I actually had a shot. The PA told me that's all she needed to know, and she'd be in touch.

Why can't all interviews be that easy! ;-)