Ok
Kate my new best Hilton Lounge Hostess has booked me dinner at an Italian Restaurant, Bellini,in Old Town. She says the owner has 7 highly toughted restaurants around town.
The atmosphere here is strange, last night Hip Hop Americans, today some more Americans again.
But the guy who is using the lounge to do interviews is back!
I dont know about you, but when I go to work for an Investment Bank I hope they interview me somewhere besides the Lounge at the Hilton.
Tonight's test subject, I mean, interviewee does not sound as stupid as the guy last night. He might actually help them.
Right behind me some creepy old guy (older than me) is "interviewing" some really young girl in a business suit - something tells me its not for Investment Banking.
Thoughtfully the lady from the Investment Bank who was working on her PPT for the big meeting tomorrow, and screaming into her cellphone while she participated in a con-call has left the lounge.
Its a lot quieter now.
Ugh - some big guy is sitting across the room and wheezing so loud I cant here the interviews going on? I think he should take off the hideous sweater he is wearing and go to the fine gym they have here.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment