How to Ace a Job Interview

Job interviews can be some of the most daunting meetings of your life. Essentially, you are walking into an office and asking somebody to stand in judgement of you. I’ve been to many interviews in my life, and passed all of them, so would like to share with you some tips I’ve discovered. A lot of these also come from my father – he used to be in charge of hiring people in the health service, so knows a lot about the process.

  1. Don’t lie about your skills
    Seems simple enough, but I know so many people who embellish their CV, or claim to know how to do something in the interview, whereas in real life they have no idea about the topic. This can seem tempting, but then if you do get the job your employer will assume you know how to do everything, and you’ll be lost. If a potential employer asks you if you possess a skill that you do not, responding something like ‘I’m not trained in _______, but I’m a quick learner, and I possess [insert similar skill] that would also be useful in this role’ works 100x better than lying.
  2. Be yourself.
    This can be a tough one, but it is very important. As well as assessing your skills and resume, employers are also looking to see how well you will get on with the team they already have in place. You could be the most qualified person on the planet, but if your personality is not what they’re looking for, they may decide to go with someone else. Nerves are normal before an interview, but remember to smile, and try to let your personality shine through. Employers know how stressful interviews can be, so try not to stress too much.
  3. Don’t exaggerate your availability
    This can also be tempting, but if you tell them you’re available all the time, when actually you have school or another job, they may be more inclined to fire you after to start, especially if you’re going for a full time, or competitive job.
  4. Do your research
    Even if this only entails 10 minutes of browsing their website, get a vague idea of what they do and who their market is. That way, in the interview, if they ask what you know about the company you’ll have something to say. This might not seem to important, but it shows employers that you are serious about the job.
  5. Remember you are also interviewing them!
    A lot of people seem to forget that an interview is also a chance for you to see if the job would be suitable for you as well! Most employers will ask if you have any questions, and its important for you to know facts such as hours you’ll be expected to work, what type of contract you are on, and your salary.

Good luck with all your interviews, and leave your best interview tip down below and I’ll be sure to check out your blog!

 

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First Photo Shoot

Yesterday, Saturday the 1st of July, I conducted my first photoshoot. My boyfriend (Cal), kindly agreed to model for me. I’ve never taken photos of a model before – all my portrait photography up to this point has been of my friends messing around before nights out and not a serious shoot.

At first, I felt a bit awkward, and Callum also was a little uncomfortable. He borrowed my old Nikon to take a few shots as well, so I was also forced to model for him which made me very uncomfortable! It was also surprisingly difficult to think of an original shot idea that would work with the changing lighting. However, I got a few shots that I was quite pleased with!

 

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I like this one as the background is in focus and the lighting is accentuating Cal’s cheekbones nicely. In retrospect, I would have got Cal to straighten up as his posture is not as good as it could have been here.

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I like this picture as well, I changed the colouring a little to make it a little more toned down and I like the effect it gave. In retrospect, I would have got Cal to pull his shirt down as I don’t like that it is all bunched up at the back.

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This was just a super quick shot I got of Cal, but I like the focus in this one. However, I didn’t like that his eyes looked so dark, so I also got one of him looking into the light:

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I prefer the shadows in this one as they accentuate his jawline more.

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This is a photo I got Cal to take of me. He spent a while playing around with the focus and exposure, but I’m happy with how it turned out!

Which one is your favourite? Leave a comment and a link to your blog and I’ll check it out!

Commitment

People are so afraid of commitment. It’s not a new thing, it’s actually a very old thing, but it remains steadfast the reason for the breakdown of many relationships. So many times I see people asking if they should text first, if they should play it cool, if they should act disinterested. I’ll never understand why people like to play games like that.

There is no shame in committing to wanting something. So what if you fail? At least you tried. If you never try, you’ll spend every day doing the same old thing, over and over again, bored out of your mind, all because you were afraid to publicly commit to something.

Sure, failure is scary. The feeling of your blood turning to ice and your heart sinking like an anchor in your chest is one we are all familiar with. But we face failure every day that we have no control over. Missing a train, spilling your coffee, dropping your phone, they are all failures that we can’t control. If you fail, why not make it an attempt for the stars?

What do you want to do? Start a youtube channel, take a new class, ask out that cute boy or girl you see every day? What’s stopping you? We’re all so scared to publicly commit to something and say ‘That’s it. That’s what I want’ that we don’t even try for these things.

So today, I want you to think about what it is you really want. Write it down. Say it out loud in the mirror. Visualise it. And go for it. Like, really go for it, all guns blazing and putting your heart out there.

You may fail. But hey, at least you tried and that’s better that 90% of people out there.

Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts” – Winston Churchill

I thought you were my life raft. 

Out there on the ocean, alone, scared, afraid. 

You appeared, and I thought you saved me. You kept me afloat for day after wretched day. 

But you made me forget that I could swim. 

The day you left, my lungs filled with water and I started sinking. But then my legs started kicking and my head broke the surface and I breathed. 
You weren’t my life raft 

You were my anchor 

The Generation of Instant Gratification

My generation – commonly known as the millennial’s – lives in a world where we get things instantly (or at least quickly enough). Combinations of student overdrafts, asap food delivery services and tinder mean that whatever we want, we can have. From having pizza delivered at 3am to finding someone to have sex without actually having to meet in person, we don’t have to work for anything.

I think it detaches us from the world around us. I believe it makes us lazy.

For example, the other day I was looking at buying a new camera. I love photography, and this was a camera that I’d wanted for a long time. I was browsing on amazon, and saw one for ab0out £700. I then looked on Argos, and saw one for around £50 more, but I could pick it up there and then from my local store. I was willing to spend an extra £50, just so I could have it instantly. (I didn’t buy one in the end, I’m a broke ass student so my money goes on rent and food).

A lot of young people these days are willing to spend more money on things they can receive instantly. Nobody wants to work for something, nobody wants to actually invest their time into working towards a goal. This makes us lethargic. Working for things yourself, investing your time and money into something makes it worth so so much more.

So my challenge to you, the reader, this week is to invest your time into something. Choose something you want, and set aside £10 a month, £20 a month. The day you realise that you have enough money to buy it will be amazing, and in the time it takes you to save up, you’ll work out whether you really want it.

Stop rushing things.

‘While you’ll feel compelled to charge forward it’s often a gentle step back that will reveal to you where you and what you truly seek’
– Rasheed Ogunlaru

The Power of Positive Thinking

I’m not going to start this post with a grand statement telling you that positive thinking can change your life. You cannot think yourself out of a mental illness, or simply decide to be happy all the time. But recently, positive thinking has been making a big impact on my life. Sounds lame, I know, but hear me out.

Recently I’ve been really down, so down that it’s been affecting my life, and the lives of my close friends. In the past I’ve been the kind of person who feels a lot of self-pity when feeling down, but in the last few weeks something has changed. I’m sick of feeling sad all the time, sick of having no motivation and sick of feeling exhausted from just being alive.

So I made a change. I forced myself to do things – to actually do some work, to actually go to the gym. Our willpower is far far greater than we give it credit for. And I felt better when I’d done it – like actually really better. People often equate mental illness to physical illness, for example having a broken leg – and I wholeheartedly agree with this. However, when you break your leg, a doctor doesn’t tell you never to walk on it again. When the cast comes off, you’re told to slowly try putting pressure on it again. The same should go for mental illness, you have to really want to heal and work at it in order to get better.

Now, I’m not saying that if you’re suffering from a mental illness, you can just ‘think yourself better’ at all, or that you’re not trying hard enough. This is more advice for people who feel down a lot, unmotivated or stuck in life. It’s normal not to want to get better sometimes. Mental illness becomes your version of normal – the sadness is almost comforting. But one day, out of the blue, you may come to realise that actually, you don’t want to feel this way any more.

In that case, start actively trying to take control of your life. Forcing yourself to do things – little things – is a huge step. Even something as small as going to the shop down the road if you have anxiety, or forcing yourself to go meet a friend for coffee can have a huge impact. It’s scary as hell, and you may fail the first 2, 5, 10 or more time. But the time you succeed, the time you win the battle, will be a massive step in the right direction.

If you take anything from this post – take this: you have to focus on winning each battle, and before you know it you’ve won the war

‘What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls the butterfly’
Pat Frayne

Thank you!

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Megan xo

Happiness is like a drug

Intoxicating.

When you’re happy, like really goddamn happy, you feel so alive. Every nerve ending comes to life, every sense in your body is tingling and you feel so alive.

I’m happiest in the rain. When its pouring down over your body, and you’re freezing, your wet clothes are sticking to you and water is dripping off your face.

It makes me feel alive.

I’m alive, I’m breathing, I exist.

And thats damn well enough to be happy about

Before I met him, my world was in black and white.

When our hands touch, roses become vibrant red, the sky becomes so blue you’d think it was painted, and the world becomes alive. So many colours, and the happiness of the people shines in bright yellows and pinks.

Its so beautiful.

But the moment that connection is broken, I am cast back into darkness.

So I need to learn to paint the world myself. Each painful, tortured brushstroke without him will make my world alive.

Then I can give to him the colours he gives to me.

Because if all I see is dark, how can I be his light?

Before I met him, the world was still. Silent. Calm.

I was alone in a small sailboat bobbing upon the waters. Clear sky. Middle of the ocean. Calm.

Then he came along, and became the wind in my sails. Speeding off into the sunset together, racing towards the horizon.

But when the storm came, he wasn’t there to guide me into safe waters. I was alone again, but this time cold and afraid.

I realised I don’t need the wind in my sails.

I have my own paddle, and thats damn well all I need