Who Sings in a Job Interview?
Life after college aka job-hunting-asap-just-because-your-classmate’s-already-employed-and-you’re-totally-not has been pressingly exciting for me. It’s like throwing my self into a pseudo-Hollywood enterprise where only drama kings and queens ruled. I don’t know bout you guys but my job-finding adventure looked more like auditions for the next Mickey Mouse Club brat. It’s beautiful. But it’s way way waaaay dangerous.
You see, I’ve managed to go beyond just submitting resumes online, getting ticked by the “Kept for Reference” label on JobStreet and receiving invitations from strange call centers.
For the past two weeks, I’ve endeavored a hardcore editorial job in a leading broadsheet in the country and as of now, I guess I didn’t get in. Which is not a big deal for me just after realizing that it’s not my forte and my two friends who were with me in in the Top Five applicants really deserved the slots. Speaking of the said job hunt, it was my first and it was my craziest. Being the last to be interviewed, I went in for the purpose to get the panel composed of the bosses still revved up. One particularly asked if I do sing.
“Yes, I do,” I sheepishly replied.
“What was the last song you sang in a karaoke?”
“Don’t Stop Believin’ by Journey,” admittedly I belted this last week in a dingy bar called Beluga at C5-extension.
“Okay, sing it.”
I paused. “For real?”
And they all nodded. CRAZY, right?!!!
Yesterday, I went to an open call for writers for Philippine Star’s SUPREME which renowned eventologist Tim Yap edits. (Later on, he asked me in public if I’m bros with the boxer Brian Viloria. Now that’s original. Everybody just laughed.) I prodded my blockmate Kat and saw some journalism friends at Dusit Hotel in Makati. We were all gathered inside a boardroom and after a workshop where we were asked to write short articles about different subjects. Next thing I knew, they separated the group into two, sending the others next door: A la American Idol auditions!!! LOL.
There are a lot more interesting things to share but I just don’t wanna spoil or jinx the entire shtick. I hope this thing actually works or else, I dunno… That’s a bad bad thought.