At last, after 3 weeks of holiday, finally I received a call for interview with a well known company. The interview session was scheduled on the next day. To be frank, I was nervous, but it's not about the interview. Its about the journey from home to the company. I need to drive there alone! My probation period of driving is ending soon but I only drive several times throughout the whole probation period (and I never drive alone, more ever, I'm in the city well known for having heavy traffic and there is a plus, I have no sense of direction in this city! sighing...)
What needs to be done, have to be done. No matter what, I just have to face whatever lies ahead of me (This is what I told myself just to make myself less miserable).
Today is just not my day. I went out from home one hour earlier and yet I almost missed the interview. First, I was having trouble trying to reverse my car from the car park (it took me 5 minutes just because there are cars parked so near behind me and beside me @.@). Then, having trouble to open the auto gate. Next, I overshoot the gate of the company (I didn't notice it was the gate of that company since several companies shared a gate @.@) and need to drive till dunno where to make a U-turn. Furthermore, I was having troubles in finding a parking and make a nice parking (I do admit that I'm terrible when comes to side parking. Sighing again... ). I thought that was the end of all the bad things, and guess what, I'm wrong.
Upon the registration at the guard house, I make myself a fool by forgetting the name of the personnel who arranged for my interview. This took some time to sort everything out and make my entry into the company possible. Sighing again...
Finally, I was in and waited for my turns. If I thought my day couldn't get any worst, and then it did. The interview session was terrible. I applied for a position that I'm lacking in interest. Even though I read through a lot of information regarding the job, I just could't answer the questions posted by the interviewers. Especially when come to the question of stamina ( I know I don't have a muscular look. It is impossible trying to twist facts and persuade them to accept me for the job.) I wasn't making a good impression on the interviewers. I can't even introduce myself properly! I was really blurred when I'm bombarded with the question " What are you passionate about?" They are repeating the question and narrowing the scope till I can only keep silent. The whole situation was just, SO awkward. Towards the end of the interview, I gave up on any hope of getting this position. Strangely, I breathe a sigh of relief when this crossed my mind ( It seems that I really dislike the job.)
On the way back, my primary concern was whether I'm bringing shame on my family and those supported me. The things that brighten up my day were calls from my family and uncle, which just bring positive energy into my life. Family just means so much to me. I'm counting the days to be back to my family, my haven.
