Wednesday, March 14, 2007
JOB INTERVIEW
My 1st day aft leaving my job went great.
I rested at home till 7pm den i went out to meet my friends.
Had our dinner at this foodcourt and of course looking at HOT boys! HAHA.
After dinner, we walked around for a while and
chilled at our usual hang out's - Mc Cafe.
I guess we were the only one making a lot of noise as always.
As im the "joker" in the group, they laugh at the stupid lame jokes i make.
We make our move at around 11pm.
Upon reaching home, ive got a text from nadia to meet her at 11.45pm.
So i went out again. We chilled at the nearest MacD and i ate Sundae Fudge.
We stayed out till 2.45am. Then i make my way home.
Seriously everywhere is like so quiet. Like DUH!
13 Mar, 11:27am - I've received a call from a lady.
Her: Hello, May i speak to *my fullname*
Me: Speaking.
Her: Sorry i cant pronounce your name properly. *laugh*
Me: Its ok. Its *my fullname*
Her: Ok. Im calling from *the company*. I understand you apply
for a post as Production Support Assistant.
Me: Yes.
Her: Is it ok if i offer you a post as Admin Assistant instead cause the post
for production Support Assistant will be closing soon. I've looked thru your
resume and i think you are suitable for the post. Are you keen to take it up?
Me: Ok sure. It will be great.
Her: U are currently working with *my previous company*
Me: Ermm.. Yar.
Her: So can you come down for an interview this thurs at 10am?
Me: Sure.. and bla bla bla...
So basically i've got a job interview this thurs.
Their Job Qualification:
Min GCE 'O' Levels
Min result grade of "B3" for English at 'O' Levels
At least 1 year's administrative experience
Proficient in MOS Office Applications and Web-savvy
Able to work efficiently with minimal grammatical errors
Independent, has initiative, meticulous, team-player, willing to learn
Able to start work immediately
I didnt apply for this post cause i can't but since she offered me then why not.
So people wish me luck hokay.
I hope to get a better job with better pay and a better timing.
hugs and kisses,
Lina
Do you know what hurts me the most?
KNOWING YOU and YOUR LIES!