Premature Anticipation

I thought I was supposed to start tomorrow. It turns out that my first day begins in middle of next month.

“Potong stim”

The Final Interview Of 2010

Just went to an interview this week. In fact, it was the second interview. And the second time where I got into a second interview. Everybody knows what to expect in the first interview. But the second interview is pretty vague. Nobody knows what’s the norm for a second interview because there is no norm applied to second interview in every company.

So I went for the second interview, and expect nothing out of it. To me it felt almost every questions have been asked in the first interview. Little that I know my second interview in this company is all about psychological battlefield. That’s what I least expect to happen. Constant repeating questions with the “are you sure?” as a bullet to my brain. It felt like pre-interrogation. “ARE YOU SURE???” comes with a big stare to my eyeballs. If you have small eyes, you’ll pass.

After that I thought it wasn’t that bad. But when the boss came in, I almost fell off my chair. He asked a few questions, and he seems to imply that he’s stereotyping Asians. I could smell that he doesn’t like me at all.

Boss: Tell me why should we hire you? Why do you want to work here?

Me: (My mind goes blank out of panic) Err… Because I’m looking for a career advancement in a MNC level wher--

Boss: Yea, yea, yea… I’ve heard that countless times. Out of thousands of people I ask this, they’ll give me “career advancement” thing. Same thing. *Grins with an evil smile… So why?

Me: (I was thinking, “WHY OUT OF ALL THE THOUSAND PEOPLE YOU INTERVIEWED, WHY DID YOU ASK THEM THE SAME *TOOTING QUESTION?! I’VE HAD THIS QUESTION MOST OF MY INTERVIEWS, DUDE! SAME THING!”) Errr… Because I dare to take the challenge and the risk…

… and it went on. Once it’s done, I knew I screw up my interview. The boss and the department manager had a short discussion outside for 5 minutes. And later the manager came in and tell me that I got the job. According to the manager, she had a dispute with the boss because he didn’t want to hire me. But instead she being the white knight of the day, decides to give me the job against another qualified and experience candidate. I start to think to myself, she could be genuinely good but at the same time telling me this is like a psychological tactic- that she will probably hold me by the balls throughout my fighting days in the company. I have no idea at all or whatsoever.

So I took the job, since I needed one. I don’t know what to expect once I’m in. But if it’s the fire that it takes to make me stronger, I hope I’ll survive the burn.

One less unemployed people in the world. To God be the glory.

PS: Suharto, please come out something more creative besides “Tell me why should we hire you? Why do you want to work here?” questions during interviews.

“If You Love Someone”

Life is just too short to keep playing the game. Because if you really want somebody, you’ll figure it out later.

You Have Been Babyface-d…

When I was in Myanmar, my friend ask a few of his friends to guess my age. All of them said, 18 or 20. For some reason they were shocked to find out my age. Then it all started with “He got a Babyface..” I just shrugged it off thinking it wasn’t a big deal.

Then there were numerous occasions where this thing happened again. Even my sister’s friends were surprised to see me. “Ahyiahhhh… Your brother got BABYFACE ahhhhh… *giggles”

I simply can’t get the point at all. I can’t tell if it’s a compliment or just a plain fun poking thing.

After all the Justin Bieber thing is over and now…

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 I’VE GOT BABYFACE-D!

Not so baby after all. Damn it, what “baby, baby, baby, ooh” song playing now?!

Authentication: Failed

For years I’ve been going to the bank to cash out some bucks the old school way and I didn’t have any problems. Today for the first time, I had it. I was denied of my access to my own money. 6 times I was asked to sign. All failed. Even with the authentication of my identification card against my finger print, the bank officer could not accept it. How strict banking system have changed. Obviously my signature shown in the screen was from since God knows when (liken unto a small kid’s signature; that’s how long it was), comparing to the current, I have to say my signature “evolved”. The only solution is to head off to the main branch and get a change of my signature. But heck I never knew how hard it was to do an initial beginning with “Z”.