Misadventures in the Telephone Concrete Jungle - First Job Application
Everything has a first time for everyone – including my first job application. And with every first time comes nervousness and anticipation. Of course I was nervous as hell, knowing that this is real shit. That no teacher will just gave me grades and remarks regarding my speech, my attire, my resume and stuff. This is the real thing. It’s now or never.
The only stupid thing I did upon applying for my job interview is finishing an e-book deadline. My deadline was on 7PM, like an hour before my job interview.
I told my mother to wake me up at 6AM so I can finish the e-book on time. Then I woke up at 6AM then decided to sleep at 8AM. I totally regret waking up at 10AM then struggled to finish the e-book on time. I texted my mother to ask permission to carry the notebook so I can finish it while on my way to my first ever job interview.
I first got lost going to the Division Office to give the duplicated house key to my mom (coz she’s in a meeting) then sweated through a long queue at MRT (nothing new, seriously). I went back and forth in McDonald’s looking for an internet café to send the e-book and wait for my friend who recommended me a.k.a. Princess. In the end, I chose the job interview. Goodbye P480.
I met Princess through Twitter, with her username @princess_poral, as a KHH (Korean Hip-hop) blogger. She’s nice, bubbly and informative. She knows a lot, like A LOT of stuff regarding KHH. Her knowledge level is senpai god level while mine is noob. She recommended me the job interview because she works there and they need a new agent. Just perfect because I was looking for a job.
We ordered food in McDonald’s (she treated me a McRib) then she bought some albums for an event the next day. After that, we had a loooong walk to her office up to the point of drinking the ice-melted Sprite drink because of dehydration.
Guess who became an instant McDo endorser.
Before the interview, we had some more of spazzing. I was calm and confident while waiting for my interview. I thought I was prepared. I have my resume, my new outfit, my usual self and some confidence. But when the interview began, I knew I was an epic fail.
I forgot to change clothes (I was wearing my Born Hater shirt and I brought my office sexy outfit), which was one of the reasons why I failed the interview. Another thing was that I was on my submissive mode. I hated myself during the interview coz I was like a shy little kid talking to a relative in a family reunion. Lastly, I looked like applying for a job desperately with no confidence at all.
When I went out of that room, I knew I was not going to pass. I expected my resume will just go through a shredder. I assumed the interviewer thought I was too young and naïve for that shit.
I felt so embarrassed in front of my friend. She recommended me but I only disappointed her. I was between ashamed and disappointed.
I think I was all of a sudden engulfed in depression. But then I reminded myself it was only my first time. And no one is fucking perfect, unless you’re Beyoncé.
Despite the first failure of my life as an adult, I still pushed myself to get job. I know that I, merely a college undergrad with no job experience, can still get a job in the professional concrete jungle. And that should be the same with you. This is just my first time, I’m sure I’ll be able to get succeed soon.
Just wait and I’ll be filthy rich.
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Alright, this might seen like a stupid question, but I'm applying for a job at a restaurant in my town, and it asked if I was food safety approved, what does that mean?
