#018 THE ONLY DAY I WORE A FULL SUIT in my life

I wore a full suit in 1975 while attending an interview for a promotion. I was just a Bank typist at that time. My colleagues persuaded me that I should wear a full suit in the interview, as everybody else facing the interview wears suits.

My maternal uncle borrowed a suit from his colleague and helped me in wearing it. I am grateful to him for his love to me, that he did everything in his power going to any extent to help me . I attended the interview wearing it. I do not match him in such benevolence.

The interview was held in an Air Conditioned hall. Everybody both the interviewers and the candidates who attended, wore suits. I recall now in 2009 that the suit saved me from chill in the a/c. room. I failed in the interview because I was not prepared for it, in terms of job knowledge, English language usasge and expression and convincing talk. The suit did not help me, obviously. I regreted that I did not prepare well for the 'job knowledge' and 'English expressions', as I was too busy helping my immediate boss in searching for the $880 misplaced in the Bank at that time. Even one hour before the interview, we were searching dust bins, nooks and corners, even incinerators and dumps to trace out the notes, believing that the notes might have accidentally fallen/have been swept away by air. The lesson is that an employee should not perform 100% devoted work, neglecting to do what is required to move up in a career.

I attended another interview in 1976. I went with an open half-sleeved bush shirt, custom stitched by a local tailor. This is my normal dress throughout my life since my boyhood. I went well prepared with the job knowledge, better English language expressions and some confident talk. I got selected, though competition was tougher in 1976.