Mamaya ko na kuwento, pero eto muna, isang malaking sigaw:
Tinawagan na ako ng Soluziona!!!!!!
Whew.... Tumbling muna ako ha... Toodles!
Call from Soluziona: 0 (pakshet)
Call from HP: 1 (?!?)
Yes, HP called me up yesterday, and arranged for an interview for Tuesday. *headscratch* And I thought I was already blacklisted from HP because of my horrendous interview.
Soluziona hasn't called yet :( Which is making me so depressed right now, since they usually make contact by Sunday afternoon...
So what does this all mean? That I should consider HP because Soluziona just dumped me? :(
Call from HP: 1 (?!?)
Yes, HP called me up yesterday, and arranged for an interview for Tuesday. *headscratch* And I thought I was already blacklisted from HP because of my horrendous interview.
Soluziona hasn't called yet :( Which is making me so depressed right now, since they usually make contact by Sunday afternoon...
So what does this all mean? That I should consider HP because Soluziona just dumped me? :(
Connecting.....
A Peyups thread asks: "Which would you prefer… getting a job using your connections or getting it thru your sariling sikap (getting it the hard way ika nga)?" I have the [un?]fortunate luck of being caught in this dilemma, since my mom has been circulating my resume among her banker friends, and I have been struggling to get tests and interviews with my choice companies.
You see, I don't really want to work in a bank, even though that's where the money is (literally and figuratively).
My mom just gave my resume to a friend of her who has a friend in CitiBank, and they have an opening for an assistant of the Assistant of the Country Manager. So that would be like a secretarial job, with no connection whatsoever with my six and a half years studying in U.P. However, as my mom said, it would be easier for me to get a job related to my course in CitiBank, since I would already be in CitiBank. On the other hand, who said I'd be willing to consider working, as a glorified secretary, in a bank?!?
As soon as I thought "Watduafuck is my mom thinking?!?", I immediately felt soooo guilty for getting irritated that my mother is helping me find a job. Hell, she's just helping me out, right? I'm lucky enough to have a mom, high enough in the corporate ladder in the banking industry, who has so many connections with other higher-ups, she can have as much as one million people in her personal network if she joined Friendster.
I know, I know, I shouldn't be complaining if ever a job just landed on my feet. However, there are slight problems regarding that situation. If ever I get a job through my mom's friends, then people in that company will be thinking that I only got the job because of my mom. Therefore, they will have a preconceived notion that I'm not really fit for the job, or that I'm not good enough. Of course, in any job, you have to prove your worth so that the company will retain you. Therefore, I must not only prove that I should stay in the company, but I should also prove that I belong there in the first place! *whew* I'd be working in a pressure cooker!
There's nothing wrong with getting a job through connections. It's just that I hope I get one through my own connections. I'm not really that mad that my mom is giving out my resumes to her friends. I just hope that they consider me for a job that's not related to banking. And there's definitely nothing wrong with getting ahead through hard work. I just hope that I have enough cigarettes and coffee to make me go through the day.
^_^
A Peyups thread asks: "Which would you prefer… getting a job using your connections or getting it thru your sariling sikap (getting it the hard way ika nga)?" I have the [un?]fortunate luck of being caught in this dilemma, since my mom has been circulating my resume among her banker friends, and I have been struggling to get tests and interviews with my choice companies.
You see, I don't really want to work in a bank, even though that's where the money is (literally and figuratively).
My mom just gave my resume to a friend of her who has a friend in CitiBank, and they have an opening for an assistant of the Assistant of the Country Manager. So that would be like a secretarial job, with no connection whatsoever with my six and a half years studying in U.P. However, as my mom said, it would be easier for me to get a job related to my course in CitiBank, since I would already be in CitiBank. On the other hand, who said I'd be willing to consider working, as a glorified secretary, in a bank?!?
As soon as I thought "Watduafuck is my mom thinking?!?", I immediately felt soooo guilty for getting irritated that my mother is helping me find a job. Hell, she's just helping me out, right? I'm lucky enough to have a mom, high enough in the corporate ladder in the banking industry, who has so many connections with other higher-ups, she can have as much as one million people in her personal network if she joined Friendster.
I know, I know, I shouldn't be complaining if ever a job just landed on my feet. However, there are slight problems regarding that situation. If ever I get a job through my mom's friends, then people in that company will be thinking that I only got the job because of my mom. Therefore, they will have a preconceived notion that I'm not really fit for the job, or that I'm not good enough. Of course, in any job, you have to prove your worth so that the company will retain you. Therefore, I must not only prove that I should stay in the company, but I should also prove that I belong there in the first place! *whew* I'd be working in a pressure cooker!
There's nothing wrong with getting a job through connections. It's just that I hope I get one through my own connections. I'm not really that mad that my mom is giving out my resumes to her friends. I just hope that they consider me for a job that's not related to banking. And there's definitely nothing wrong with getting ahead through hard work. I just hope that I have enough cigarettes and coffee to make me go through the day.
^_^
Goodbye Hewlett-Packard *sniff*sniff*
The interview was a disaster.
I could blame it on the fact that they made me come at 4pm, when they scheduled it for 2pm, and I was already in their office around 1:45pm. Too much time on my hands, window-shopping while roaming Glorietta, made me lose my 'hard' edge. By the time I arrived at the Robinson's Summit around 3:45pm, my feet were aching, my pulled-back hair was already falling apart, and my black polo-blouse was already wrinkled. I was a mess!
She started to ask me a few questions, and I, unfortunately, couldn't muster enough 'spunk' to answer coherently in English! All I could do was answer in stuttering Taglish. She then reminded me that I should answer in English, because she explained that she was also evaluating my communication skills.
Steee.........rrrrrrrrike 1!
She then asked a few more questions regarding my group dynamics, and I answered pretty well, even if I had to say a few uhm's and ah's in between. She then asked for my transcript (gulp), and so I handed my TCG over to her, explaining that my transcript wasn't yet available.
"So what's your GPA?" she asked as she reached over to get my TCG.
"I haven't really... I think it's around 2.5" I stammered.
"That's not very impressive"
Steee.........rrrrrrrrike 2!
She asked me a few questions regarding my grades and my study habits. Then she asked me what are the qualities that my friends and family liked about me. After that, she then asked me what they don't like about me.
I told her that they think I worry a lot, since I'm insecure and tend to think negatively about the future.
"So what do you do about that, to stop worrying and be more positive?" she asked.
I couldn't say that I try to be more positive, since that would be contradicting what I said earlier that I'm a negative-thinker.
And so I said, after a few stammering statements explaining some reasons why I was insecure, that I just "...pray to God to give me the confidence that I need".
Steee.........rrrrrrrrike 3! You're out!
What a cheezy stupid answer! I felt like I was in a beauty pageant, during the question and answer portion, smiling my mouth to cramps.
I don't know what was about that day, that office, that girl who interviewed me, that made me such a blubbering idiot! I could not believe I could come up with such stupid stupid stupid answers to such simple questions.
All I could think about on the way home was that they shouldn't have made me come back at 4:00! That it was unfair of them to make me come at 2:00, then inform me when I get there earlier than 2:00, to come back after 2 hours! The interview room was uncomfortable, and the girl interviewing me was a bitch! Unfair, unfair, unfair!
I know, I know.... they were thoughts of a sour-graping interviewee who failed an interview. Behind those thoughts were a grim realization that it was my inadequacy to put my answers into coherent English statements that wrecked the interview. It was my own fault - I totally threw away the chance of a lifetime.
As you have noticed, I'm writing in straight English, so that I can practice thinking and communicating in English. *sigh*
The interview was a disaster.
I could blame it on the fact that they made me come at 4pm, when they scheduled it for 2pm, and I was already in their office around 1:45pm. Too much time on my hands, window-shopping while roaming Glorietta, made me lose my 'hard' edge. By the time I arrived at the Robinson's Summit around 3:45pm, my feet were aching, my pulled-back hair was already falling apart, and my black polo-blouse was already wrinkled. I was a mess!
She started to ask me a few questions, and I, unfortunately, couldn't muster enough 'spunk' to answer coherently in English! All I could do was answer in stuttering Taglish. She then reminded me that I should answer in English, because she explained that she was also evaluating my communication skills.
Steee.........rrrrrrrrike 1!
She then asked a few more questions regarding my group dynamics, and I answered pretty well, even if I had to say a few uhm's and ah's in between. She then asked for my transcript (gulp), and so I handed my TCG over to her, explaining that my transcript wasn't yet available.
"So what's your GPA?" she asked as she reached over to get my TCG.
"I haven't really... I think it's around 2.5" I stammered.
"That's not very impressive"
Steee.........rrrrrrrrike 2!
She asked me a few questions regarding my grades and my study habits. Then she asked me what are the qualities that my friends and family liked about me. After that, she then asked me what they don't like about me.
I told her that they think I worry a lot, since I'm insecure and tend to think negatively about the future.
"So what do you do about that, to stop worrying and be more positive?" she asked.
I couldn't say that I try to be more positive, since that would be contradicting what I said earlier that I'm a negative-thinker.
And so I said, after a few stammering statements explaining some reasons why I was insecure, that I just "...pray to God to give me the confidence that I need".
Steee.........rrrrrrrrike 3! You're out!
What a cheezy stupid answer! I felt like I was in a beauty pageant, during the question and answer portion, smiling my mouth to cramps.
I don't know what was about that day, that office, that girl who interviewed me, that made me such a blubbering idiot! I could not believe I could come up with such stupid stupid stupid answers to such simple questions.
All I could think about on the way home was that they shouldn't have made me come back at 4:00! That it was unfair of them to make me come at 2:00, then inform me when I get there earlier than 2:00, to come back after 2 hours! The interview room was uncomfortable, and the girl interviewing me was a bitch! Unfair, unfair, unfair!
I know, I know.... they were thoughts of a sour-graping interviewee who failed an interview. Behind those thoughts were a grim realization that it was my inadequacy to put my answers into coherent English statements that wrecked the interview. It was my own fault - I totally threw away the chance of a lifetime.
As you have noticed, I'm writing in straight English, so that I can practice thinking and communicating in English. *sigh*
Yosi: 6
Kape: 1 Latte from Seattle's Best
Magasin: Cosmo Philippines February Issue hehehe
Angas: Asar na asar na asar na asar ako kay DAR!!!!!!!! Pero sa next entry ko na yun ikukuwento.
Kamusta ang job-hunting?
Akala ko down the drain na. Soluziona didn't call me up agad eh. Sabi kasi nila within the week (Monday yung initial interview ko) sila tatawag, so by Friday, na-depress nako. Pero they texted me nung Sunday (within the week pa ba yon?) and they scheduled the Project Interview for Monday ng 3pm.
Oh, and HP called me up rin nung Sunday, telling me na I have an interview ng Wednesday afternoon.
Things are looking up naman. ^_^
Yung sa dBSoft, di na ako tinawagan. Okay lang kasi di ko feel yung 280/day na allowance for the 2-4 months training program. Ang arte ko ba? Parang walang-wala talaga akong maiipon sa lagay na yan eh.
As for P&G, hindi ko pa alam kung pumasa ako sa exam. Dadaanan ko na lang sa Thursday, since I'll be going to UP to get my clearance and apply for my transcript.
Oo nga pala, I have to fax my TCG pa to Canon. Malay mo diba, hindi lang mga laude ang ma-hire hehehe.
So okay ka na sa Soluziona?
Nadali ata ako sa orientation eh. Ang ganda kasi ng position: Junior Consultant. Tas yung flexible benefits plan na yan, na-WOW rin ako.
Okay, mostly programming work for Meralco's distribution system ang gagawin. Mala-Turbo C daw yung programming language (I think they called it Natural), and gagamit din ata ng PowerBuilder.
Ang downside lang is that 12 months kang probie bago ma-regularize. Merong 6 months as project hire, evaluate ka nila, then you move on to another six months of probationary period, then that's when you get regularized. As a project hire, you get the basic salary minus the benefits, then dun sa second 6 months na probie ka, may benefits na.
No problem with the programming stint forever, pero natatakot ako dun sa 12 months na probie ako. Pero matagal naman daw talaga yung project ng Soluziona with Meralco, so no need naman daw talaga na matakot na project-basis yung pag-hire sakin for the first 6 months. Tapos structured na rin daw yung team nila, there's a slim slim slim chance na maging team leader ako (agad). Kasi siyempre, yung project na papasukan ko is yung Meralco project nila, which started way before pa, and matagal pa matatapos, so if ever, I'm stuck with that project lang. (Sabi kasi sa orientation projects range from a few months to a couple of years. So sa "a couple of years" yung sa Meralco ako if ever)
Ito na ba talaga gusto ko? Well, let's see tomorrow after ng HP interview ^_^ Tsaka inaasahan ko pa yung P&G *crossing my fingers*
Diba dumaan ka ng U.P. nung Friday?
Tama. Pinanood ko yung basketball game between Yia Boys and DSP Boys.
Kakaiba when I saw Dar play! Pakshet, nagka-crush na naman ako sa kanya. *blush*
Ma'am Gev took us (Diane, Drei and me) to the game sa Narra Hall. Limang boys lang andun, sina Amiel, William, Bert, Gift and Mark. So siyempre andun si Dae. Hangkulet nina Dae and Ma'am Gev, hirit ng hirit sa mga players. Sabi ni Ma'am Gev while Dar was holding the ball and attempting a shot, "Mahal ka ni Shelley!" *lol* Tas si Dae naman pag hawak ni Mark yung bola, "O, bebe, wag mong papaagaw yung bola" ^_^
Kakamiss ang DSP! Sobra.... Tas we headed back to EEE and had some fish balls and some smokes kami nina Diane and Drei. Tas pag-akyat sa DSP, andun si Archiboy and kuwentuhan ever. Haaay... *sniff*sniff*
Balita ko may kalokohan ka sa Megatren, ah?
Pakshet, oo, nung papunta kami sa fitting ng mga damit namin for Ate Ella's wedding. Eh kasi naman, nabunot ko yung MRT card, hindi yung LRT card. So mejo nagcause lang naman ako ng mini-confusion since I was panicking feeling ko di nako makakalabas, and I was trying to figure out what-the-hell was wrong with the card, till some guy pointed out na MRT card yung hawak ko. Pakshet.
Yan lang kuwento mo?
Yes... toodles for now ^_^
Kape: 1 Latte from Seattle's Best
Magasin: Cosmo Philippines February Issue hehehe
Angas: Asar na asar na asar na asar ako kay DAR!!!!!!!! Pero sa next entry ko na yun ikukuwento.
Kamusta ang job-hunting?
Akala ko down the drain na. Soluziona didn't call me up agad eh. Sabi kasi nila within the week (Monday yung initial interview ko) sila tatawag, so by Friday, na-depress nako. Pero they texted me nung Sunday (within the week pa ba yon?) and they scheduled the Project Interview for Monday ng 3pm.
Oh, and HP called me up rin nung Sunday, telling me na I have an interview ng Wednesday afternoon.
Things are looking up naman. ^_^
Yung sa dBSoft, di na ako tinawagan. Okay lang kasi di ko feel yung 280/day na allowance for the 2-4 months training program. Ang arte ko ba? Parang walang-wala talaga akong maiipon sa lagay na yan eh.
As for P&G, hindi ko pa alam kung pumasa ako sa exam. Dadaanan ko na lang sa Thursday, since I'll be going to UP to get my clearance and apply for my transcript.
Oo nga pala, I have to fax my TCG pa to Canon. Malay mo diba, hindi lang mga laude ang ma-hire hehehe.
So okay ka na sa Soluziona?
Nadali ata ako sa orientation eh. Ang ganda kasi ng position: Junior Consultant. Tas yung flexible benefits plan na yan, na-WOW rin ako.
Okay, mostly programming work for Meralco's distribution system ang gagawin. Mala-Turbo C daw yung programming language (I think they called it Natural), and gagamit din ata ng PowerBuilder.
Ang downside lang is that 12 months kang probie bago ma-regularize. Merong 6 months as project hire, evaluate ka nila, then you move on to another six months of probationary period, then that's when you get regularized. As a project hire, you get the basic salary minus the benefits, then dun sa second 6 months na probie ka, may benefits na.
No problem with the programming stint forever, pero natatakot ako dun sa 12 months na probie ako. Pero matagal naman daw talaga yung project ng Soluziona with Meralco, so no need naman daw talaga na matakot na project-basis yung pag-hire sakin for the first 6 months. Tapos structured na rin daw yung team nila, there's a slim slim slim chance na maging team leader ako (agad). Kasi siyempre, yung project na papasukan ko is yung Meralco project nila, which started way before pa, and matagal pa matatapos, so if ever, I'm stuck with that project lang. (Sabi kasi sa orientation projects range from a few months to a couple of years. So sa "a couple of years" yung sa Meralco ako if ever)
Ito na ba talaga gusto ko? Well, let's see tomorrow after ng HP interview ^_^ Tsaka inaasahan ko pa yung P&G *crossing my fingers*
Diba dumaan ka ng U.P. nung Friday?
Tama. Pinanood ko yung basketball game between Yia Boys and DSP Boys.
Kakaiba when I saw Dar play! Pakshet, nagka-crush na naman ako sa kanya. *blush*
Ma'am Gev took us (Diane, Drei and me) to the game sa Narra Hall. Limang boys lang andun, sina Amiel, William, Bert, Gift and Mark. So siyempre andun si Dae. Hangkulet nina Dae and Ma'am Gev, hirit ng hirit sa mga players. Sabi ni Ma'am Gev while Dar was holding the ball and attempting a shot, "Mahal ka ni Shelley!" *lol* Tas si Dae naman pag hawak ni Mark yung bola, "O, bebe, wag mong papaagaw yung bola" ^_^
Kakamiss ang DSP! Sobra.... Tas we headed back to EEE and had some fish balls and some smokes kami nina Diane and Drei. Tas pag-akyat sa DSP, andun si Archiboy and kuwentuhan ever. Haaay... *sniff*sniff*
Balita ko may kalokohan ka sa Megatren, ah?
Pakshet, oo, nung papunta kami sa fitting ng mga damit namin for Ate Ella's wedding. Eh kasi naman, nabunot ko yung MRT card, hindi yung LRT card. So mejo nagcause lang naman ako ng mini-confusion since I was panicking feeling ko di nako makakalabas, and I was trying to figure out what-the-hell was wrong with the card, till some guy pointed out na MRT card yung hawak ko. Pakshet.
Yan lang kuwento mo?
Yes... toodles for now ^_^
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