Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Finding A Job Is A Full Time Job (part 1)

So I thought of re-visiting this blog because this one was built almost exactly a year ago during the Holiday season. Funny how times and seasons can really activate your mind about things you built a few months back, which really didn't really take off so to speak - in other words, an epic fail.

As I write this, I'm stuck in a drowsed state but somewhere in between sleepy and wanting to be sleepy, but not so sleepy to write a blog post, which, according to a recent buzz phrase in the writing industry, is a thing called "free writing", if such a word actually exists or holds merit.

You may have heard (or not) about how I closed the curtain on college a few weeks back but it seems as though college doesn't want to close the curtains on me, having all those requirements and submissions and fees that I need to bring to the table. I needed a one month break from all that. However, there's this PE professor, a badminton one, that wants to make his subject seem more important that it really is:

* Made me write a research paper about badminton, history, rules, parts of the racket, where the racket or the shuttlecock materials came from (clue: it's from the skin of an exotic animal..dont wanna get into that)

* Anyway, I still haven't got the grade for this badminton thingy.

But despite the slight delay on T.O.R. release requirements, I decided to kill the time and apply for jobs in smothered rooms they call offices, that belonged to companies. So I applied.

Sure enough, after being a freelancer, a free person for the past 7 years of my adult life...this is a rare moment wherein I'm actually entering establishments and practically issuing a demand that goes like: "hey, put me in your payroll".

First company:

A dimly lighted office located on the uppermost floor of a 31-story building. Position is Web Content Writer. HR made me take an exam. Could't find the CR afterwards. 1 week later , was invited for a final interview with the manager, who happened to be a cool guy who liked me (or seemed to). Interview went kinda like this:

Verniel: Hey pal, I used to be an intern in HR so I have a pretty good idea of what you're gonna say next. GOtcha

Manager: Really..uhh...(really intimidated)...do you think I suck at interviewing?

V: Honestly, yeah.

Manager: Way cool pal. You're shorlisted.

* Of course the conversation didn't really go like that. it's just a summary. This application is waiting management's decision on Dec. 17. Huh! That's like, in 3 days!

Second company

This one is in a building which I won't reveal to you..it's called Burgundy Tower. So I came with this killer corporate attire and tried to become the Golden Boy of job interviews (or let's just say the Pacman, whatever). I was determined to become the SEO analyst for this company. hey, this is it....

I reached the office on the 9th floor..oh sorry that's the 14th..I almost forgot. And I was stopped by a guard who seemed to assume that I am in the building for some evil reason. I said hey dude I was invited by Miss Cherry for an interview..to which he replied by giving me a long form which looked like a midterm exam questionairre...and duh I had to fill up personal details again. What's my resume for?

When I entered the office proper...I asked the receptionist.."Im looking for miss cherry"..to which I got the reply..."ANDYAN LANG YUN SA TABI TABI". Fine, proper, and polite. ;) So I waited there and lo and behold I saw an internet cafe..no it was an office! there were chairs and cubicles..and each small cubicle is further divided into two "micro" cubicles, making it appear as though the company wants their employees to kiss each other involuntarily on the cheek while working...*sigh*

On top of all those chairs and tables and cubicle divisions was one (1)...yes...one electric fan that kinda ventilates the whole room.

That;s ok with me. But look..everybody's wearing shorts! i came in long sleeves...

"Hey mr. Cutar, you have to take this exam"...Cherry was glaring straight at me..the HR who was supposed to take care of me. So I was taken to a micro cubicle.."You need to finish this writing exam in exactly one hour". I said, 'no problem!"

I was wrong, there was a problem. The computer aint working. Hello, is there an IT guy who can fix it? It seems as if I'm alone here! No one is around. HELPP!! No, it's not one of those ghost stories wherein the victim screams helplessly in the end...but it's pretty darn close.

I stood.

I looked for the nearest HR personnel (who was playing some FB game at work) and said: "Thank you very much for inviting me, I appreciate all this..but I need to withdraw my application. Thank you so much".

Discrimination aside, I just didn;t see myself working there..so I just withdrew. I wish the company luck though!

And those were the first two companies I applied with. Will post other job interview stories I had during the past few weeks, and how I found the right one (that's the good part, hey).

To be continued...