Date: August 28, 2011
Time: 10:01 pm
Location: My room
Listening to: (watching) Paranormal State
This coming week is about to be extremely crazy. I start school on Tuesday, I move into my new townhouse Thursday and leave for New York on Friday. And meanwhile I’m teaching Monday, have an interview for an Admin. job at a small med tech school, and a second interview with Pitney Bowes on Thursday. So with all of that going on, it’s probably safe to say that i am a little overwhelmed. I’m just trying to keep a level head and just take things one day at a time.
I’m pretty optimistic about the Pitney Bowes interview. First of all they contacted me, I got them to laugh during my interview and only two hours after my interview ended, they called me for a second one. I think those are pretty good signs. I’m just going to stay optimistic and positive and just say that that job is mine!
Continued: August 30, 2011
Location: It’s A Grind coffee shop, Cupertino, CA
I got an e-mail from the “CEO” at West Med College in Santa Clara near Santana Row. I e-mailed back promptly as the promise of a 30 hour admin position was pretty enticing since that kind of schedule would accommodate an easier school schedule in the future. It sure did take him 4 days to get back to me. He apologized saying that he had been on the road and was unable to respond to his e-mail. Kay, fine whatever. After a lot of going back and forth on scheduling a time to meet and discuss the position he finally said that he would be free on Monday at 11:30am. After responding to his e-mail letting him know that that time would work…nothing. No response, no call, nothing. I waited all the way until the next morning around 10:00am, the day of the supposed interview, when I asked him if we were still meeting since I didn’t receive any kind of confirmation. (These red flags that were blatantly waving in my face should have been an indication that this wouldn’t be the best experience in the next few hours ahead of me.) Like a desperate idot looking for a job, I rescheduled the meeting to a later time. I get there and looked all over for the elusive suite 3PW which would say to me that his office was on the third floor. It definitely was not. Thank God, a kind janitor asked if I needed any help finding anything and he directed me to the right location. Turned out that 3PW was an empty classroom and the real location was 8PW not that that would have helped me find the office any easier. No receptionist to be found so I waited until he came out of his corner office in a tan colored suit and a weird stalker stare in his eye. Right off the bat I got a creepy vibe from him. He sat me down and the first thing he said was, “So…tell me about yourself.” I went on to tell him about how I just moved back to CA and going back to school and now I’m looking for work blah blah blah. After I was done, he sat there and stared at me. *crickets…* In the mean time, I was debating whether to run for the door or stick it out in this super uncomfortable situation. *sweating…* In the end, I endured through more awkward silences and unusual interview questions. After I was done meeting with him I met with another lady with fire red, frazzled hair and horribly wrinkled skin. She asked the same questions but added one more question. “So why West Med?” I responded, “I don’t know. You called me. You tell ME why West Med.” I almost said this with the worst obnoxious tone as I was filled with annoyance and irritation at this point. I figure that interviews are just as much me interviewing them whether or not their company is somewhere that I want to dedicate ungodly amounts of my life doing something that probably won’t be very fulfilling or stimulating but rather something I just do to pay for school and rent. This interview was proving to be pointless and a waste of time as I almost immediately decided that even if they offered me a position, I wouldn’t take it. These people were weird, and creepy and the office seemed lifeless and dead. However, this oh so interesting meeting didn’t end with her. I then met with a semi-cute Asian guy who led me on a tour of the campus. I’m not sure why I would need a tour of the nursing school rooms and training areas as if I were a prospective student. I was interviewing for a so called office position. Glad that one’s over with.
Job Status update:
- Pitney Bowes through Hopkins and Carley: Second interview, Thursday 2:00 – 3:00pm (I want this one!)
- Apple one: HR Assistant Temp job possibility
- Cprime: Document Specialist at Yahoo! alternate
- Harry K Wong Publications: phone interview, Wednesday 2:00 pm
- Kelly Services: possible Customer Relations position
- West Med: Offered a second interview but super declined haha blehhh…haven’t even responded to their e-mail yet. Debating if I want to take the time to do it =/
So I start school this afternoon in a couple of hours. Should be interesting to see how things go considering the fact that I haven’t been in a real classroom besides culinary school in over 7 years. It’s amazing how fast time goes by. Ten years ago I was 16 and a Junior at Leland. I never imagined that I would still be in school at this point in life. And not just in school but starting from the bottom where I should have started at 18. However, the job experiences and life experiences that I have had over the past 10 years have been invaluable and have helped to shape my character and personality. I’m happy with who I am for the most part. Of course, there are those few aspects of life that I am still working on. I wonder how many people are truly happy with who they are and how their life is going. I think there’s a fine line between being happy with your life and being complacent. I’m trying really hard not to just settle for the things I want.
Yousef and I actually had a conversation about this topic not too long ago. We were talking about jobs and how many people actually enjoy what they do and how many people work just to work. I have always been one of those people who thought that they needed to have a fulfilling job where I LOVE what I do everyday. I envisioned going to work every morning with an extra pep in my step and willingness to put in overtime if needed because I found so much satisfaction in what I was doing. I wanted to do something that I had an undeniable passion for and get paid to do it even if that meant making a modest living and possibly sacrificing certain things in life in order to do what I wanted to do. Yousef thinks that this type of idealistic thinking is unrealistic and extremely rare to achieve. A couple of years ago I would have strongly argued my point of view and fought for what I truly believed could and would happen to me. But now, I’m not so sure of myself and ideals anymore. Maybe he’s right. My bucket list for the future has a lot of things and experiences on it and it keeps growing by the day. As much as I hate to admit it, I’m going to need a pretty decent amount of money to get the things I want and to live a life that I will look back on and smile. Money might not buy happiness but it sure does buy the things that will make my life that much easier, less worrisome and ultimately add to my overall contentment. So I guess I’ve decided that I need to find something to do in life that may not necessarily be my absolute passion but still makes me happy and proud to go to work every day. I think that this new path I have chosen to take will lead me in a good direction as long as I work hard, stay positive, and have faith that at the end of the day I will be smiling with knowledge that life is good.
hmm….as crazy and as complicated things are at this moment, I suppose life truly is…good. *smiles…