A week has passed since that whole "barok ako" fiasco. It was around 630p.m. and I was sleeping in my room because I would have to get up at 10p.m. to go to a friend's house so that I won't have to travel from Marikina to Makati by myself at 3a.m. so that I can make it to work on time. The phone rings, my bro, Josh, answers it and then wakes me up to tell me that it’s for me. Sy$%s (another call center) daw, I picked up the phone. The girl on the other end proceeds to ask me if I'm still interested in the position and then tells me that I am scheduled for a final interview the next day at 3p.m. I thank her and put down the phone.
I arrive at the 48th floor (side kwento: this was the worst elevator experience of my life. I'm not at all claustrophobic but that elevator was slow. It took 6 mins. to reach the floor that I had to go to and it kept on stopping without the door opening -- something about servicing the lower levels or something -- and I was by myself inside the elevator for the last 10 floors. Aaaargh.)of the building where their office is located at around 215p.m. so I have to wait at the pantry. While I was waiting, I was thinking why was I even wasting my time doing this since the only openings that they have were for full time TSRs and chances are that they would not at all be flexible with the schedule so I probably won't accept the job anyway since the M.T. course that I will be taking is my top priority. But then I figured I should at least try to make some kind of deal and I had nothing better to do at the time anyway so might as well show up.
My interview started 15 mins. before it was supposed to because the girl who was supposed to be interviewed before me was missing (probably stuck in that stupid elevator!!!). So there I was doing another final interview, Everything was pretty much routine, it started with the "tell me about yourself" question again and then went on to "why did you leave your last job" and so on.. I was already thinking about how to bring up my issue with the schedule when she said "So, I can see here that you were a student teacher"? "Yup." I said. She then said "So I guess you're really comfortable when it comes to training." At this point I didn't know what to think.. Of course I was comfortable with training. I love training. It's like getting paid to study. I was thinking that she was referring to how I felt about being trained but then she asked me "How would you feel if we asked you to be a trainer?” I almost fainted. What? Me? A trainer? But I quickly regained my composure because I figured once she gets to my educational background and realizes that I don't have a degree that this would pretty much be the end of this trainer thing. I just told her that I'll be ecstatic if I were given the opportunity to train (pero syempre "ecstatic" pa rin yung word na gimamit ko hindi lang "happy"). We eventually got to my educational background and I told her that that's why I never applied as a trainer before. She then said the most wonderful thing that any H.R. person has ever told me she said that she knew of some people who never graduated but are doing well now so that shouldn't be a problem. Wow. Where have you been all my life, girl?
Wala lang. Chances are I wouldn't get to be a trainer anyway. She never said that it was a guaranteed thing. There are still a lot of applicants and there's a huge possibility that there is someone there with a degree in Computer Science or IT who speaks decent English and they'll probably hire him or her as trainer instead of me. It was just nice to be considered (If you had my luck, you'd learn to take what little you can get. hehe). It would just be so great if I ended up being a trainer and then I get to meet that H.R. girl from C*^$%ys again. Mwahahaha. Failed pa la ha.