Getting to the place is difficult, even with not one, but two maps in hand. I can’t imagine myself driving to that place everyday. Heck, paying for the petrol price already turns me off and with a miniscule fresh grad pay, I’ll be left with nothing at the end of the day.
It was a 2.5-hour interview. My poor dad had to wait for me at a nearby mamak store and by the time the interview ended (it was already 7-ish in the PM) he had down two glasses of teh tarik. Not my fault that the interview went on that long, dad.
This time around, I applied for a position related to SAP (Systems, Applications, and Products in Data Processing) without much knowledge on what is it about or even how it works or how tough would it be for one to learn it. I’ve asked a friend of mine in the same line as me, she said that an acquaintance of hers once told her that it would take a year or two to fully master the thing. At that time, I’m already wondering what on earth have I got myself into. Oh dear…
The interview went on like any other interviews that I’ve went through. Basic questions such as working experience and of course, “What would you consider as your weaknesses?”; classic. I’ve decided long ago that I’ll come clean during interviews without hiding the fact that I suck at public speaking or the fact that I would stutter whenever I communicate with people whom I don’t know well. Then again, I don’t have to hide it, it’s all freakin’ obvious! And according to the interviewer, I tend to make one too many expressions when I talk and that I should tone down it a little. According to her, it’s unprofessional coz too many expressions confuse the one whom I’m talking to especially if the one I’m talking to is a client. A little too direct but I really do appreciate her frankness; not many interviewers give feedback right after interviews. She did explained a little bit of what the company does and that it’s not gonna be an easy ride. By the third month, trainees should be able to do their tasks independently and she went on about the commitments that I have to honour should I accept the job offer (if even get the offer at all). At this point, I’ve started to get nervous. Honestly, it scares the hell out of me. It’s challenging and nothing like a typical 9-5 office job. Occasionally, weekends have to be sacrificed too, not that I mind if I enjoy the job to the point that it’s no longer a job but the question is, will I like the job, let alone enjoy it?
After the interview, there were tests that I had to take and it certainly answers my question on why I was required to bring a calculator along for the interview. Two sets of tests on English language (a little bit of grammar test here and there, and some tricky questions on word definitions, words that we don’t use everyday and as such, I may missed a few of them) and the other one was a series of IQ test of some sort. Tricky questions all in an hour. Didn’t manage to complete the second set (the IQ test). I can get the hang of the calculations but not so on the logical thinking side. Reminded me a little of the now-defunct PTS exam that I took when I was in my third year of primary school. Didn’t make it though.
And oh, as I was heading to where my dad was after the interview, I ran into the Mix FM roadrunners. Was in a rush seeing as I’ve made my dad wait for so long but oh well. I’ve got feebies of the latest issue of Style magazine (I’d be much happier if it’s a Cleo mag but I’m not complaining), a bottle of Spritzer Tinge, 2 Gardenia Delicia breads, and a couple of Shokubutsu samples. Lucky? I’d be luckier if I get movie passes instead of all that but no complains 
All that aside, what am I gonna do with my life? Arghh!!! Whatever job I applied for, it doesn’t seem right to me. Damn it. Somebody help me =.=
