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I got the call center job. After I looked for Carlo (the guy who promised to call me, but didn't) in the Unionbank building in Ortigas, I was given a final interview schedule for 5:30 in the afternoon so I rushed to school just in time for our reporting for my ACDC class. I don't go to my Eco class anymore, which was supposedly for 12 noon, because I've already decided to drop it.
Pre-empting my Thermo and Machine Design class, I went back to Ortigas and met with the Recruitment Manager, who conducted the interview. It went fine and swift, contrary to what I've been expecting. What only puzzled me was her answer to my question (I was trying to really impress her, you know):
Manager: Are there any other questions?
Trap: Oh, yes! How does the company feel about the professional development of the new part-time hires?
Manager: What do you mean 'professional development'?
Trap: I mean, how does the company feel about the progress of the new part-time hires?
Manager: Oh, their progress? Well the part-time workers can eventually be coaches or TL's, given that they perform their job efficiently ..."
Trap: Oh, uh-ok...
Now stop wondering how I got the job. Hehe... I feel so mean, she was very kind anyway. She was just maybe out of sorts at the time of the interview.
After that, I know I should be happy now. But after the things that happened later gave me more reasons to worry than to be exhilirated.
Right after I took the interview, I messaged Mama's number about the 'good news'. I kidded that we could finally finish the construction of the 2nd floor of the house. I was actually expecting for a 'Congratulations' for my first job but the reply was asking me my salary. So sad. I don't really know who typed it, and I would like to keep it that way because it will only hurt me more if I learn that it was really Mama.
An hour later, on the Orientation, I've found out that I'd be having a training schedule, 12nn-9pm for 5 days (excluding the weekend) at the RCBC building in Makati, so it took me a long while before I signed the contract because I was thinking about my school, consequently after the girl who conducted the Orientation, 'threathened' (I see it that way) to give my slot to other applicants who were waiting outside.
I felt so stucked, I'm really scared of legal matters and now that I've signed it, I guess I'm stucked. It doesn't have any cash bond, thankfully, but nobody resigns in the training period, right? And I still want to go to school. Damn.
I walked again, from Ortigas to Guadalupe but this time not because I went broke again but because I wanted to think and I want to know if it would feel different, now that I got the job, only to realize later that it didn't. The things that happened today was too much for me that I think my brain's gonna explode.
The reply I got. The sudden and abrupt embarkment to the corporate world. My school. Oh my gulay...