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This Is My "The End"
August 15, 2009


I woke up at 6 AM. They were all at rush. My brothers are preparing to go to school, my dad to his excursion, and my mom, cooking. I left home around 8 AM without any sense of direction.

I rode a yellow cab to Alabamg. It took me around an hour to arrive at a large terminal because of traffic.

I should've got off when I saw Bridgeway road. I thought the cab would make a turn to North Gate but instead it stopped at the terminal after Festival Mall.

I'm clueless of the place. I walked slowly to read sign boards of jeepneys going in and out of the roads. Then I saw South Station. I was planning to cross but good thing I saw a shuttle service to North Gate. I arrived at the Plaza around 9.

I forced myself to stay at the food park across the street 'cause the receptionist told me to be back ten minutes before ten. I had a short look of the area before I went back to start the day's nonsense.

We were told to wait in the Applicant's area. There were a lot of applicants that time. It was around 10:45 AM when the exam started - Email and Computer. The exam lasted for an hour. They told us to wait fifteen minutes for the result. However, it was already 1:00 PM when the results arrive. The applicants were filtered. A lot were unsuccessful, yet still a lot stayed. They told us to take our breaks for thirty minutes.

I went back around 1:45 PM for the next exam. It started around 2:00 PM and ended around 2:40 PM. We had a little break and returned to the room around 3:15. The results were released 3:30. Only one was eliminated.

The group was divided, with five applicants each group, for the pre-screening interview. Lucky I was in the first group, so we're screened first. It was 4:30 PM and I passed the first interview together with three other people. We were told to be back at 6 PM for the Final Interview.

I had a chance to know this people for some time we stayed at the food park.

We went back at 6 PM. There were A LOT of applicants inside.

I'm already tired. It was 8 PM and still no names were called for the final interview. The final interview started at 9:30 PM.

The good thing in meeting a lot of types of people is the idea you'll get in the ways they communicate, how to handle their pressure, and how to make them turn their cards on you. The guy don't know how to smile, so when I felt that I had a very slim chance in the end, I found an opportunity to get a hold of the situation.

Sir: So do you have a question?
Jay: Yes there is sir, what are the qualities you are looking for a Tech Support?
S: Didn't you read the sign outside? (Okay, next move.)
J: But Sir, don't you have any, besides that, I mean your personal OPINION? (He smiled. Go on.)
S: Well~ (He explained INSTINCT and ATTITUDE)

At the end of that conversation, I apologized for the question and he LAUGHED Sometimes FLATTERY could be great. A very logical person could be attacked in a personal manner. If you can't reach his mind, pierce on his heart.

It was 10:45 PM when they gave the good news. Job Offer. They told us to wait, AGAIN, an hour for the documents to be prepared.

This time I ate my first meal.

We came back at 11:30 PM. We were asked to sign papers and gave us some instructions before we were released.

I arrived home, 12:30 AM. It was happiness, and shocking melancholy at the end.






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