Photo by Papa A for Suelas. Absolutely not connected to my interview!
So, 7:30 AM comes, and I rush out of the house, fairly early for an interview at 9. Much to my surprise (well, actually, not really), my driver decides to shun my request to pass through EDSA, and takes a “shortcut” through San Juan instead. As predicted, we got lost. Silently cursing to myself, I decide to let it pass. It was 8:15.
We went through what seemed like innumerable winding roads and asked many many many jeepney drivers to direct us to Makati. I finally see it. It’s 8:30.
We get to the street of the interview, Sen. Gil Puyat Ave, with my face an inch off the window, looking to spot a number 395 or a Jaguar showroom. We travel further and further down the road, stoplight after stoplight, with absolutely no luck. I start to panic. Traffic was horrible. It was 8:50.
I called my dad on the verge of bursting into tears. I had no sleep from the night before, busy with CADs and schoolwork. I left the house unusually early, anticipating the need to be on time. I was almost convinced that the world was trying to tell me to give up and go home. Apparently, we were going at the opposite direction. It was 9:00.
I’m already late for my interview, and I’m cursing not so silently anymore. All I could do was sit and feel my misery, while waiting for the stoplights to turn green. It was 9:10.
I finally saw the big numbers 395. The car was still immobile, stuck in traffic. I ran out of the car, crossed the street in 5 inch platform heels, and bursted into the building. I fixed my shirt, fixed my hair, took a deep breath, and walked in the office. It was 9:20.
Much to my surprise, there were rows of people garbed in black, also applying for a job. They all stared at me, probably surprised as well. I wasn’t in for the same thing as they were. Minutes later, Joyce comes out and hands me piles of things to answer. After an hour and several essay questions, the interview commenced. Long story short… I TOTALLY NAILED IT! or at least I hope I did! Joyce was really really nice. I actually didn’t have trouble being myself around her. She was so accommodating, a far cry from the stern woman I expected to meet. There are so much more things I have to go through before I can be a proud member of the family, but I’m filled with so much optimism, that it frightens me! What a great way to turn the day around. I hope against hope that this turns out well for me!
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