Summer internship process

It’s finally over. What you see is a few IIMs getting placed in slot 0 with hefty packages. What you don’t is a majority who has to slog for 3 days flat out not knowing when it will get over, if it does. And a bunch of seniors who ran around satisfying weird needs of the obstinate HRs. Or for that matter, tons and tons of RG docs (resource generating documents) about the company. The last 3 days have taken a toll on everyone.

I screwed up a few interviews- one interviewer asked me what my group discussion topic was. I’d done close to 10 GDs that day, and had no clue what the topic was, and said as much. Another interviewer asked me, are you tired? It was 12 in the night, and I hadn’t slept for 18 hours, what do you think? I managed an artificial smile and asked him, aren’t you? You bet he was. He started telling me about how hard it was to shortlist 80 from 250 applications and do two rounds of interviews. Stop whining and get on. I managed to nod sympathetically.  How many process have you gone through till now?  I said around 8. He asked the name of the companies- I could recall around 4 or 5, but he pressed for all names, so I just took out the checklist I had from my coat pocket and read out. An embarrassed interviewer didn’t ask me, why our company!!!

Though around 70-80 companies came, only a small fraction shortlisted me, and I went through all the rounds of even smaller fraction. For three days I woke up at around 6 and went to bed as late as 1 in the night, only to wake up at 6 again. Damn it, I had no time to wash my socks. I thought, if worse came to worst, I would just take off my shoes in the GD and put everyone in a trance, and it would have been the elusive chemical weapon that Bush couldn’t find in Iraq!

Sounak was no better. The poor guy had calls right from day 0, and still managed to drag on the whole thing to day 4, and was even more tired and sick of the whole thing. He was sleeping before he was dragged to a couple of interview rooms, and I couldn’t imagine what he did there.

A few guys just broke down on the third day, after getting kicked out by one company after other. Some people tried to show that they didn’t care and went on watching Tom and Jerry shows, others porn, oblivious to the crowd there. I believe it’s another form, denial.

I managed to hang on to a company called DCM Shriram, an unglamorous fertilizer company for a rural marketing project. I’m glad it’s over; it may even be more interesting than I imagine, what the hell.