On the day of my second-month anniversary here in Manila, I thought I was going to come to my seventh interview with tears in my eyes. I didn't and I know God was totally looking after me. How else could I explain that I made it to Ortigas from San Mateo in 45 minutes?
My interview was at 2 p.m. The driver arrived at the house at 1 p.m. from doing his daily errands. With a huge scowl on my face and tears waiting to fall down my cheeks, I got in the car thinking that this was by far the worst situation I have been in on the day of a job interview. Realizing that I was not a happy camper, our driver offered to take me to the Quezon Ave. MRT stop rather than my usual LRT Katipunan stop. When I got to Quezon Ave., I immediately thought that I had a slight chance of making it on time: the ticket line was relatively short (compared to the usual line at the Cubao stop). After a few seconds I got in line, the other ticket window opened and I quickly moved over there. Within a few seconds, I made it through the turnstile and a few seconds later, the train arrived. Go, God!
Once I got to the Shaw Blvd. stop (took me only fifteen beautiful minutes from Quezon Ave.), I opted to take the stairs instead of the crowded escalator. I don't know how the Shaw stop works, but this time around, the entrance to Shangri-La Mall was right there in front of me. I didn't have to go around the building, take an escalator and such. A basta, no hassle at all! After getting past the long line of bag inspection, I zoomed towards the elevator which took me to the first level of Shang. Once there, the security guard flagged me a taxi and off I went to the heart of my favorite yuppy-town, Ortigas.
I arrived at my destination at 1:45 with 15 minutes to spare to cool my body down and look presentable. First impression? I can call this building home! Why? The bathroom, err, C.R. was well lit and there was an attendant at hand. Yes, who cares about job benefits like health insurance when you get a clean bathroom daily! LoL.
The interview went great. I met up with a senior account executive and group head for two separate divisions of the company. We all clicked. I was called "impressive" and "patriotic." I called them "young" and "creative." Good times, I tell ya! I walked away with both of their business cards; they told me that my second interview will be next week with the executive director. =)
After chilling at Starbucks (did I just say "chilling"?!), I took a taxi to go back to Shang and was able to see what's around that very building. For one, a Seattle's Best is downstairs. To the right of the building is a Starbucks. What's to the left of the building? Jollibee! Oh gyeah! I will never have to bring lunch ever again! LoL. Ang babaw talaga! HaHa!
I really don't want to get my hopes up, though. If this second interview was like the one before, then I know that the battle has just begun. I know that I'm going to be asked again about my citizenship and my sincerity about staying in this country. I know that once again I'll have to make my potential employer believe that they have nothing to be afraid about. After that, there's that little issue called salary expectation.
Hurdles, man, hurdles! I just hope that God is there again with me next week. I want this...more than a boyfriend. And boy, does that say a lot! LoL.
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