The sun is out today!
What a day it was two days ago!
I didn't exactly witnessed the flood, but i'd rather be paddling in the puddles than being where i actually was.
My aim here is not to be extremely critical on certain beings but they should really learn what professionalism is.
The night before, I was thinking if I should go for this interview at a random recruitment agency. Where it was situated only meant it was a TINY company.
What a waste of time it was. Bah.
See, I was greeted by a nice middle age lady who gladly photocopied my documents.
Then in the meeting room, this young 'ah lian' looking person came in to greet me not so politely. She was wearing this over-sized wind breaker which made her look like she was wearing only that with a lanyard to perhaps make her look like someone who's working. Okay, my bad if I judged but I am open to how crappy you look like and I give every person an opportunity to prove to me he/she is a nice person.
First, I had 'Admin, HR, Marketing' written at the top, which was the areas I was searching for in a job. She asked me, "What level of Admin you wanna do?"
I looked at her blankly.
She went on to say, "Admin got a few levels. Assistant, Executive...".
I said nicely, "As long as it hits my expected salary I don't mind the title."
She continuted, "Admin assistant maybe 1.5k, exec maybe 1.7k"
I had no idea what to reply seriously. I had already stated my stand.
Then she went on to ask about HR. She said directly, "You no experience, cannot be at managerial level" (This I know duh) Well, I did not mention anything about being a manager. What lame shit was I hearing from this lady.
She then stated my expected salary of 2.4k (negotiable) was too high in a crude manner, and I should lower it to say 1.8k. Well, you may know the job market better than I do since you are a HR consultant (i'm sceptical about this still) but you're in this small company. Do you know about the bigger companies?
I told her, "There's a hospital offering me 2.4k, a fresh grad with no experience." to stop her from pushing the blame on me. She 'lan lan' and went on to pin point on my past work experience. She said, "These are not considered experience." And so she assumed that I treated all these past vacation jobs as me being experienced. I'm like DUHHHHH. Hello, I recognise very clearly that I am a FRESH GRADUATE, must I repeat? I told her, "I know I am a fresh grad and I am just looking for a full time career. These are just vacation jobs, but I still have to write them down under past work experience right?"
I'm not trying to promote how fairly a librian does things, but I tried very much to maintain this balance, of not being easily bullied as well as not getting too agitated myself, by such an attitude. I kept my cool.
She provided me 3 job offers. One i declined due to the location at some ulu industrial area, the other i did too because it was offering me 1.5k, and she was trying to promote it. The other I said was fine but she had no details about the salary. Then she tried to compare me with a PSLE graduate she interviewed earlier, saying that if I'm willing to earn lesser and willing to learn, everyone will hire me. I had no idea what she was driving at, but I couldn't be bothered to say anymore. I just assumed that she has this thing against graduates or people who converse in English properly, and that we are people who are very self-centered.
She said fresh grads are the worse and she has gone through the phase (i wonder where she graduated from).
"Last time one of my interviewers said these random jobs all considered job hopping," she said while pointing to the section of past work experience in my application form. She just wants to feel good and pin down a graduate. Well, it was definitely not professional and I guess I didn't want to play the defense game because these people will never quit. I guess I won because she said thank you like for the sake of saying so and I walked out of the meeting room, saying bye and smiling to the lady who photocopied my documents.
I won't expect any good job offers from her and will be glad enough if she doesn't contact me.
It was another fked up day yesterday. I was boiling mad, not so much because my contacts were non exchangeable/refundable, but this OLD, SENILE lady (in reality perhaps fifty odd) made me feel like slapping her.
I went into the optical shop and saw the lady whom I bought two pairs of contacts from on Monday. I stated that I bought the contacts from her and the left side of the contacts is faulty. She gave me the stare like she did not recognise me from 3 days back. I am fine with you not recognizing me but.. do read on..
She told me to have a seat while her younger colleague came back. I waited for about five minutes. Her colleague was patient although she has this straight face. She checked my lenses and said there was this particle and tear. Seriously, you won't know if they tell the truth, but i was already expecting it. The old lady came over to 'kaypoh' and asked, "That day you came I told you about your nails right?". I smiled at her like I acknowledged what she said and didnt say anything else. In reality, I had no idea whom she told, and didnt she not recognise me from just now?
The younger colleague continued to say that they really couldn't replace this piece of lense due to their supplier's orders. Okay, it seemed like I had no choice. I then said, "Then how do you check if the lense is okay if you don't open the seal?" I pry open the other box and asked her to check it.
The old lady went on to repeat, "That day I warn you about your nails", pointing at my hands. I gave her this face and said, "You did not tell me that". She replied, "Isit." You know, sacarstically. Feel like feeding her to the pigs.
I looked unhappily at the younger colleage and showed that I was going to leave. The lady repeated, "Be careful your nails lah, take care."
Firstly, I never have long nails.
Secondly, she didn't recognise me because I was a complaint customer.
Thirdly, she 'recognised' me again to be sacarstic about my nails.
They just lost a customer.
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