Okay, I’m never gonna stop updating about my Job Search until I can earnestly find one, and stick on with it.
I did get temporarily employed for one day and left the job after a few days of contemplation. One very simple explanation for my move is that the job requires you to be, BORED. Oh, and the pay for being bored for an hour is 5 bucks. So, make that two explanations/reason whatever you call it.
I was working as a retail assistant in this high-end apparel boutique in Ion (not, ST) and the crowd over there is close to say, NONE. Alright, I’ll be nice, say around 10?… That was approximately the number of people who entered the shop during my 9-hour long shift. And that includes those who did actually make a purchase and those who simply window-shopped. To make it all a little more logical, the lack of human traffic can actually be explained by how high-end ($$$) their clothes are, which is approximately 200 bucks for a T-shirt and around 500 bucks for a dress (simply design). Beautiful no doubt.
That explains how bored I am expected to be doesn’t it? In fact, another reason contributing to the bored factor is that there are SO MANY idling staff in the store even before I join their team. With me around, it doesn’t lighten their workload, well actually, I don’t even know why they are recruiting when all the other staff are simply idling around, like throughout the entire shift.
The entire store take up 3 shop space in Ion’s upper level building and I spent my first 2 hours walking around the store in circles memorizing all the brand names, their origin, their manufacturing country, the different countries sizing and the arrangement of clothes. There were easily up to 8-10 different brand lines. Quite a bit of torture. But hard work is not really of the problem, this is: I spent the following 3 hours, sitting on a freaking uncomfortable stool, staring out into space. That was all that I did. All that I was required to do in fact. 3 freaking hours of my life, squandered into simply being bored while getting paid 15 bucks in all for it. Yes, no doubt it’s easy money but I honestly do think that my 3 hours does not only worth 15 bucks. I was taking the closing shift that day, so once the supervisor left I picked up an old magazine left by some other workers (I presume) and read away to kill the remaining time which was another 3 hours. Thank god, they existed. Waiting for time to pass is a real agony.
To be fair, I was given some chores to do in between my shift. Things that I jump to right away to accomplish. But they are really minor things, things that only managed to keep me occupied for at most 10 minutes. So it’s still time wasted.
That generally describes my first day at work (away from my parents) and the reasons as to why I decided to not stick through with it. It’s true that I don’t really accomplish much simply lazing around at home. But for the very least I can keep myself entertained. I am serious when I said that I need to be kept busy. Crazily busy. Staring out into space is just.not.my.thing.
So job search continues!
I contacted another recruit agency today and had a short brief interview with the person-in-charge. To complete my resume, she asked me to describe myself with 3 individual words or adjectives. Well I do credit myself for AMAZING crapping ability that has help survived me through many many interviews, all the while being good enough to leave an impression. But I panicked at that. Mostly I manage to crap well enough because the questions were rather predictable, if not, nothing too difficult for me. This one is a little challenging for I have never seriously thought this through.
Here’s the answers I gave her anyway: Hardworking, Confident and Achiever (this doesn’t really count as a proper word).
Having consider it through carefully, here’s what I would rather have given her: Responsible, Out-spoken and perhaps still Confident.
Somehow this still doesn’t seem to be the best set. Guess I need to put more thought on that.
In any case, this might be the word you might describe me in, Arrogant.
Well if you don’t, I’m sure that there are tons other out that relating to that. Not that it really bothers but I get that A LOT.
Someone every once told me that Confidence can mistakenly come across as Arrogance.
Perhaps it is so, but I’m not confident just all day, everyday. I’m confident because something makes me or someone makes me, depending on each and every situation. There are times when I know I’m obviously wrong, so I try to hone and manage that factor of when to be and when not to be confident. Ridiculous confidence makes you a ridiculous person (Hey, it rhymes, haha. Come on, my effort is worthy some applause!).
