My Awkward Dreamworks Interview
I interviewed for a development internship at Dreamworks despite having absolutely no qualifications for the job other than that I thought working there "would be cool."
During my final semester in college, I was presented with a decision: Find employment in the field I was about to receive my BA in (Psychology), or chase my dreams of being a big-time, Hollywood producer. While getting paid minimum wage to administer anti-depressants to rats wasn't the most appealing career option, I also had absolutely no experience in "the biz." I'd always been able to bullshit my way through oral presentations in class though, so how hard could an interview at a studio be?
Thanks to a cleverly worded cover letter (using words like "multi-tasker" and "Caucasian") I found myself in the reception area at Dreamworks. I was interviewing for a content development internship in their animation division. I had no idea what that meant, but I had it all worked out: if this guy asked me why I was qualified for the position, I would joke that "I like cartoons." We would laugh, pat each other on the back, and "skip all these silly formalities and start me a career."
A very nice man named Mark greeted me and gave me the tour. He seemed genuinely happy to meet me, but with every world-class sound stage we passed and proudly-displayed Oscar we marveled at, it became exponentially more clear to me that the situation I had bullshitted my way into would not be bullshat out of.
Mark asked me a series of questions that lead to the inevitable one: "What makes you qualified for this job?" In conjunction with my pitiful resume, the "I like cartoons" line sounded significantly more retard-y than it had in my head. I came clean and told Mark I had no qualifications. The tone of our conversation shifted drastically. It was like we got 3/4ths of the way through a first date before I told Mark that what I was really looking for in a man was a daddy for my 6-year-old son.
Mark told me he'd call me if they needed someone like me. It's been 2 years now, but he'll call... he'll call.
Labels: living the dream
3 Comments:
OMFG! I'm pretty sure I had an interview with Mark at Dreamworks! He turned out to be the creepiest guy in the world! He called me into his office and asked if I could pick a banana out of a cornucopia of exotic fruits. This seemed philosophical. Then he told me his entire office was the cornucopia, and the banana was in his pants. And I'm a dude.
For better or for worse, I don't think the problem was that you weren't qualified bro.....I think you weren't hot enough.
Sorry/Congrats!
You came to LA thinking you'd get a job by saying, "I like cartoons?"
Go back to middle america, douche bag. People like you are taking up space that talented people deserve. You make me sick.
cute anonymous. very cute.
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