when i was in first yr, i was browsing over the internet, and looking for part-time jobs that would suit me. and then i came across this ads about call center stuff. and i was like reluctant to apply on-line but i thought it was exciting, so i just did. i was not expecting anything from that because i knew they're not gonna sort of pick me up, coz my resumé was almost unfilled. so i got really surprised when one time, at school, someone called me and she was telling me that she's from that call center company, and that they had received my resumé. she asked me if i was still interested. and i just said "HELL YEA!" so she was asking random things about my self. i didn't know that i was doing a phone interview na pla! malay ko ba? twas my first time! what do you expect? the phone interview lasted for like 10-20 minutes. and then she told me that she's scheduling me for a personal interview. i said "ok, no problem." it was settled. through out the conversation my
age was never asked so i thought it was just ok. besides i put on my resumé that i was just 17 yrs old. but i wanted to be so sure so i told her that i'm just 17 and if it would matter. it was evident from the sound of her voice that she was surprised. she retreated our appointment coz they're not accepting under age daw. dammit! i just screwed my self. but right after my 18th b day daw i could come back and they'd be accepting me by then, i never came back. and that was the end of my call center career!
age was never asked so i thought it was just ok. besides i put on my resumé that i was just 17 yrs old. but i wanted to be so sure so i told her that i'm just 17 and if it would matter. it was evident from the sound of her voice that she was surprised. she retreated our appointment coz they're not accepting under age daw. dammit! i just screwed my self. but right after my 18th b day daw i could come back and they'd be accepting me by then, i never came back. and that was the end of my call center career!last Christmas break, i was so freakin' bored in the house so i texted my best buddy. i was planning to apply in a Korean School as an English teacher where he works. matagal na rin nya kasi akong niyayaya dun. i just didn't think i had enough patience to teach these people. dahil ang hirap daw nilang turuan! but that day, i don't know but I was just so resolute that i wanna apply. and if ever na matanggap, wala ng problema. 18 na kasi ako. and fortunately, after a 3 hour exam (seriously!) and an interview, natanggap nmn ako. they told me to go back the next day co'z they're gonna be giving me students na. magtuturo na ako!
i didn't tell my parents about this whole applying thing co'z i know, for sure they're gonna be killing me, especially my dad. so nilihim ko. but GOD really works in mysterious ways. someone told him about that and it just pissed 
me off! i was asking him kung sino nagsabi sa knya pero ayaw nyang sabihin. the next thing i knew, he was yelling at me na. am i proposing daw ba right into his face na he's not a good provider? you know, the whole thing that parents usually put in their head. ugh.
me off! i was asking him kung sino nagsabi sa knya pero ayaw nyang sabihin. the next thing i knew, he was yelling at me na. am i proposing daw ba right into his face na he's not a good provider? you know, the whole thing that parents usually put in their head. ugh.just to stop the clash between me and him i told him that i'm quitting it. haaay. though i was really dying to get started the next day, i just gave it up. i never came back. they kept on calling me on the phone but i didn't answer it. and that was the end of my teaching career!
until i came to a point where i reflected. maybe GOD doesn't really want me to work while studying. maybe He wanted me to accomplish my studies first before giving me all the stress that i'm looking for! haha. if that's what HE wants, then fine! no more jobs. for the mean time, focus on my studies. i guess i have to filch some pennies from my mom's purse.haha. kidding! :]
..jeszieBoy
..who can give me a part time job? :]]
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