Sunday, February 24, 2008

The steps to success start from scratch. I need a lucky scratchcard though.

Oh man, so many things to blog about. I don't mean to make this blog wordy, but I can't help it but to express so many of my thoughts that are constantly running through my mind like an incessant moving train.

First off, ever since ORD, I believe I have reached out actively to search for jobs, get tuition assignments, and whatever. The tuition centre that I am currently working in on Saturdays is like an extra avenue for extra income. But I don't see it as somewhere I could work long time. Sure, I did learn quite a number of things from my manager, Yean. But recently, there's a slight conflict over some money matters that made me think twice about staying for long. I am currently teaching a Primary One girl and I'm generally satisfied with teaching, specially kids. Teaching them really make me feel all so young again, as if I see my childhood school days playback right in front of me. Besides teaching, I'm also helping out with recruiting new students, following up with contacts and so on. Yean told me that I was a highly-valued team member and expressed hopes that I could stay on. But honestly, I want to venture elsewhere with a more lucrative job scope and income. That's because I'm a man. And I crave for success. Who don't? But I'm obsessed with it.

So, a few days ago, I decided to try some online job search. Came across this advertising and marketing company which caught my eye. In a bid to vye for a chance to try out in this arena, I wrote my resume for the first time by copying my sister's resume template! Haha. So I was just sending it over. And the next day, I received a phone call saying that the managing director read my resume and would "very much like to put me into an interview". I went to the interview yesterday in corporate attire, and the office, though small, was filled with properly attired working adults. The lady who interviewed us was the HR manager, and she was very eloquent. I was interviewed together with 2 other job "wannabes". The first question she popped to us was to ask us to give an answer on why she arranged the interview this way instead of a 1 to 1 normal session. I wasn't awe struck at the moment, but I was like "oh man, this is the deal. The real interview stuff." This was probably the first ever time I faced such a serious interview and man was I like caught in real stuff. I knew I would be bombarded with questions and I need to tackle them well. The interview session went rather smoothly, and because of the fact that I paled in comparison in terms of job experience compared to the other two interviewees, I spoke more of my character, my personality and my dreams. The lady said she was impressed with my replies. Before the end of the interview, she told us she would contact us within 3 working days if we got into the 2nd round of interview. Oh man, and this time round would be a 3 hour interview session with the managing director! And we are supposed to come up with a list of questions to ask and we would be graded based on that, if we were to be selected.

Guess what? On the afternoon itself, I got a call. I was accepted into round 2. I'm so going to "Hollywood" man. HAHAHA. OK. *Maintains composure*

1 comment:

learning simon said...

Ya the train of thoughts can be pretty overwhelming, and its hard to pen into words. But some things are better off said (spelt) than kept in memory.

I dun think that u are obsessed with success or money la. Usually if there are money matters, I rather get out too, cos its pretty complicated when it comes to pay issues. There will be other tut centres around no worries, u can start lookin around if u want.

Wah 3 HOUR interview ah.. Then u really gotta make the director yr new best fren. This deal seems good and u will be in yr new Hollywood town once u get past yr second round. Jia you for it leh!! Ask yr sis for advice too lo. Importantly will be yr qns, and u MUST be interested... With real interest, comes the passion.. And I believe u have both