Interviews: My Life Story

I don’t know how many interviews I’ve been to the past few months. I probably have at least 2 every month since I’ve been back on the job market.

 

I had told my friend I have another interview this Wednesday… she said, “Another one? How many has that been now?!”

 

To be quite honest, I haven’t kept track. I probably should though.

 

I would like to think I’ve gotten quite used to the interview process. Basic questions pertinent to the job, how have you handled certain situations, how would you handle certain situations. They’re looking for key words: “I don’t take it personally, I do my best, I remain calm and polite,” etc.

 

There are also phrases interviewers say to you… “Please feel free to call me regarding any questions or concerns you may have.” “You’ll be hearing from us within a week via email or phone.” “HR will contact you with the next step” Dreaded words right? Oh, it’s also a good sign when they walk you to your exit, elevator, stairs, etc.

 

This past week I don’t exactly know how to read how the interview process went.

 

#1. They found out I’m still employed… “How many days/weeks notice must you give your employer?” Interviewer did lay out that she may be “jumping the gun,” to use her phrase of words.

 

#2. “What are your hobbies?” Answer: Blah, blah, etc. My family is musically talented and we are occasionally asked to provide special music. This past Sunday my sister sang for a wedding and I played the piano for her…etc. Their comment: “Wow! We may ask your family to perform at our events.”

 

#3. If you have any questions please feel free to contact HR. [Ugh, HR the dreaded letters] they will direct your question to one of us and we will get back to you.

 

#4. I like to gauge the probabilities of a second interview, job offer, etc. I ask how many people they are planning to interview or have applied, etc. “How many people are you planning to interview?” The demeanor of the interviewer became slightly rude as if I overstepped boundaries… “Four.”

 

 

 

The next step—a second interview with the Finance team consisting of eight members. The most I’ve had is 3. Apparently, this is going to be gauge how well I fit in the team.

 

Wednesday I have an interview with a school district. Friday I have an interview with a Hotel in Anaheim.

And so the cycle starts…again.

Flattered vs Sweet

Ben and I were talking about one of the situations he was asked advice on by his friend.

Scenario:

There’s a girlfriend (GF), a boyfriend (BF) and a random guy (RG). The GF was approached by RG. RG gave GF his number. GF tells the BF “Oh, I’m flattered.”

* Time passes* Unknown as to how much time.

GF takes back flattered statement and says “That was sweet of him (RG) to put himself out there for me”

Problem:

Should BF be worried? Should BF say something to GF?

Background: Other things have happened which is causing him to worry as well.

Ben’s outlook: The fact that GF isn’t satisfied with BF and enjoys being flattered by RG(s) is not good. She isn’t ready for commitment, if that’s what BF is looking for. Honestly, what BF-GF relationship isn’t looking for sole-commitment?! Anyway.

Melanie’s outlook:

Flattered? No big deal. GF took the number, smiled at the guy, walked away, and threw the number away.

Oh wait!? She took back being flattered and said “HOW SWEET?!”

GF already programmed the number in her phone.

With my outlook and Ben’s outlook put together… BF needs to have a heart-to-heart with the GF.


Any feedback, girls?

Guys, what do you think?

In the spirit of Thanksgiving . . .

Thanksgiving this year is different. We’re home without the many family members that usually comprise our family holiday gatherings (family gatherings in general).

Come to think of it…it shouldn’t be that weird for me not to be surrounded by family members during my college years. Every year at college it was a different state and surrounded by different people. It was still the same… I spent it with people who loved one another, cared for each other, and had unimaginable blessings.

My blessings this year? It’s been a hard year but I learned things about myself that I would have never learned had it not been a hard year. I learned things about others as I went through this hard time as well. I learned things about my God because of my hard times.

I’m thankful for my family. No matter what happens and no matter what the outcome of my life I will always have them and they will always love me.

I’m thankful for my friends-here, nationally, and abroad. We’ve been through many different life phases and each one has taught me more about life and encouraged me spiritually.

I’m thankful for a church I have the opportunity and privilege to serve at. The 4-5 year olds I teach and the 2-3 years old I watch. I thoroughly enjoy playing the piano for RU Friday nights.

I’m thankful for the RU ministry. It’s been a place I can come to and be surrounded by people who are striving to run the race as I am with as few distractions and weights as possible.

I’m thankful for God’s mercy, faithfulness, and longsuffering. If not for those 3 characteristics I would not be where I am today spiritually, physically,  mentally, or emotionally.

It’s an uphill battle but shame on me if I ever thought anything worth gaining was easy.

Guys vs. Multi-tasking

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In my personal opinion based on three scenarios on the past three months, guys cannot multi-task.

Scenario 1: This morning on my way to work I was getting very frustrated with the car beside me. I wanted to get in front of him or behind him but he was driving along side me with 50 feet between him and the car in front of him. Come to find out, he was texting on his phone. This particular car would haunt me all the way to my exit. Not only was he incapable of driving while texting. He also proved himself incompetent driving while talking on the phone.

Scenario 2: I was visiting a church and afterward they had food because of their special service that evening. I was sitting with a friend of mine; he was eating a chocolate cake. He and I were talking….he completely missed his mouth and the cake plopped on the floor. I told him.. “You can’t multi-task can you?” His answer: “Yes, I can!” Drops a piece of cake, again. His updated answer: “Yeah…I can’t.”

Scenario 3: A couple of weeks ago I was at home with the fam-bam. We were all in the living room chilling on the couches. My dad was on the laptop searching for jobs… He asked me how my interview went. I told him the whole story. Afterward I got up to do something. I came  back and sat beside him again. He asked…”So how was your…” I interrupted him…”Dad! I already told you about my interview!” He smiled sheepishly… everyone else laughing.

Any comments, ladies?

Guys, what’s your defense?

Welcome to my Randomness XXI

I’ve been really fascinated by how beautiful the sky has been lately. . .

 

Pretty Colors...

 

 

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I had an interview with the Science Center yesterday. I haven’t been there in FOREVER. So many things have been changed but it’s still so neat to go through it.

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I have this intense desire to just up and leave for the weekend. Buy a flight for Friday and fly back Monday.

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The problem is picking where to go. So many choices!

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Volleyball tomorrow. I haven’t been feeling it the past few games. I haven’t played horribly. I’ve been pretty decent. I’ve been completely off and it’s really frustrating.

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Hopefully I can snap out of it soon.

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Looking for a volleyball league to join after this one ends. Any suggestions?

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If all else fails, I’ll just sign up for a volleyball class at Mt Sac.

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I’ll be able to play at least once a week.

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Upcoming Jury Duty on November 15th. I’ll serve the jury term. I just hope it’s a case I can handle. None of that nasty gory stuff.

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Add the graphics to the details, I may throw up.

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Ever feel like you’re waiting for someone to ask you how you are doing? Really, ask you how you are doing. To the point where they’re keeping eye contact waiting for your answer…?

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Yeah, so anyway. My friend Beth is leaving for Michigan tomorrow. The silly girl told me last weekend as we were hanging out. She said it so nonchalant…

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Going back to school enrolling to get an AA in Paralegal stuff. That sentence looks weird.

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This past week has been horrible sleep week. I don’t know why. Last night I came home “late” 10pm. I was helping my mom get their flight stuff ready. Slept after 1am.

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The other night my twin called! Woohoo! He’s coming for a weekend in December. I’m excited! I didn’t think I’d see him til his wedding. If I was going, lol. Oh anyway, since the last time we talked a couple of months ago we ended up talking til 3 am.

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The weather has been insane lately, just to let you know. This past week its been around 87-97 degrees. Wednesday it was unbearable with the 97 degree weather! Its NOVEMBER!!!

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My friend Ben who lives in MO at the moment thinks that’s incredible. He said swimming attire should be appropriate for the workplace if it’s that hott in November. The logic in that? I don’t see it.

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He and I talked about something particular that needs a post all its on.

Until next Friday’s randomness!

That’s not when I’ll post about it some time after I post my sushi dinner and this post! Wow, I’m totally random right now.

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ok bye!

What am I doing?

At 1:oo a.m. I decided to take a shower.

Now, I’m wide awake.

What am I doing?


Its 1:40 a.m.

What am I doing?

I don’t know.

 

I sit cross-legged on my bed flipping through my journal-debating if I should read what I wrote in my journal when I was still with the bf.

Maybe I lost or maybe I won, but I read.

Many of the entries without dates. Many entries about my googly feeling about my boyfriend.

Do I cry?

Maybe a little.

What am I doing?

 

Many entries with questions and unknowns.

Many of the entries are questions I have now and the unknowns I’m experiencing.

What am I doing?

 

One grave difference I notice. Maybe you have too.

 

I’m different.

 

Same questions but from a different person.

A different person today, single yes.

A different person from 11 months ago, taken, yes.

 

What am I doing?

I’m doing what I have known to do the past 11 months,

those times when I don’t know-what I am doing.

 

Keep going.

Don’t give up.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel.

Photo Courtesy of Photobucket User: smileyhanchulak

 

Yes, a faint and sometimes flickering light  but still a light.

 

Thank you! Thank you!

Received another award October 9th. Unfortunately, I was unable to relish in this award until now BUT better late than never! 🙂

Thank you Princess Diaries for such an award and the kind words that went with it!

 

As a side note but one along the lines of thanks and compliments, I received an indirect compliment yesterday. I say indirect because it wasn’t said to me, to my face, but relayed to me by a trusted source. I say trusted because the compliment-or and the trusted source are good friends, to say the least.

I digress, the compliment: The guys are missing out… Melanie is a good catch.

It’s not the first time…

I had dinner with friends on my day off Monday.

Of course they asked my outlook on the dating scene-am I looking? interested? leery? fed up?

Honestly, I’ll gladly take the stage 1 of relationships: the flirting, the compliments, flattery, no DTR talks, (Defining The Relationship) or better yet…bring me to stage 3 where we’re madly in love and have put in the hard work, sacrifice, and time. Where we’re just enjoying each other without the ups & downs, etc. Where basically, I’m just waiting for my ring.

Hint at going to stage 2 and I will disappear. Even if YOU don’t hint at it, if I feel it….I will run away. I’ll put up the walls. I’ll be sarcastic and mean.

Contemplating relationships, it isn’t worth it right now. As much as I miss being in a relationship-I won’t lie its fun but it also is a sacrifice of everything you have. Of course, eventually I would like to get married, key word: eventually.

Couple the above with the factors of not knowing what I’m doing in life-job, career, etc. I wouldn’t want anymore complications. Nor do I need anymore!

Granted, I feel this way because Mr. Man hasn’t shown up on my doorstep yet. Then again, I’m also suffering from tunnel vision and tunnel hearing. Even if he were pass my way I probably have already missed him.

I digress so I finish my spiel and he comments… “That’s such like a guy…”

It’s definitely not the first time I’ve heard that said about me… nor will it be the last, no doubt.

 

Welcome to my Randomness XVII

I’m in interview overload at the moment. I interviewed with Metro for an AP Clerk position specifically under the union. I had an interview with ExEd in West LA yesterday for Accounting Analyst. Today, I had an interview with USC for Accounting/Cash Managing/Database system.

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Confusing I know. I will tell you regarding USC, I feel blessed: About 200 applicants were screened by HR and passed onto the Hiring Manager. The Hiring Manager has interviewed 10 people so far.

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To be quite honest, the fact that I interviewed with USC is pretty cool. Of course, my expectations aren’t parked there. I will do my best preparing for each interview but whatever happens, happens and I will be grateful no matter what!

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Moving on to the non-serious aspect… uhm, is this weird to you?

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I was just wondering if anyone else thought it weird.

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Oh I’m also wondering who else gets Columbus Day as a Holiday? I do. I think it’s weird since we don’t observe Veteran’s Day but then again we also celebrate Cesar Chavez day.

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Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining.. Give me all the Holidays you want! I’ll take them! 🙂

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Oh goodness this LA weather is crazy! It rained Mon, Tues, and Wednesday. Today, Friday its about 85 degrees outside.

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Sorry, my brain is moving quite slowly while thinking of all the randomness that’s happened in my life. I’m still stuck on interview mode and today’s interview was at least 45 minutes which is the longest interview I’ve been through.

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Granted I’m enjoying polishing my speaking skills and thinking on my feet. This is as close as it’s getting in a classroom setting for me, at least for now.

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Can i just say I love blogging?! It’s quite therapeutic for me. 🙂

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I must say, my faithful readers and commentors (is that a word? What’s the proper term for that?)… I appreciate YOU! Yes, you! Whenever I see a comment it makes me feel quite special. Not to mention I love reading YOUR blog as well!

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Well its leave at 3pm day because of the expected Holiday traffic. I must finish things up before I leave.

Oh and those of you who live in LA & Orange County.. it’s flashing all over the freeways. Child Abduction.

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Have a most wonderful weekend! I’m hoping to capture some parking fail pictures this weekend 🙂

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Hopefully I don’t encounter anymore random bathroom flushing signs…

Welcome to my Randomness XVI

This Los Angeles weather is insane!

Saturday & Sunday: High 90’s

Monday: Record-breaking high of 113, it’s the last week of September!

I officially know how a piece of bacon feels as its being fried in oil.

Tuesday: 100s

Wednesday: 100’s did I mention it was spitting as I drove home from work?

Thursday:  high 90’s and humid not to mention in La Verne there was thunder, lightning, and rain. On my way home I felt like I was living back in SC with monsoon type winds.

Friday: I awake to the sound of thunder clasps and noticed the sun was beaming its heavenly rays!

The clouds

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Confession: I have failed miserably this week regarding my spending fast.

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Volleyball update: We didn’t sweep last week. The team was completely off last week. Not to mention, the gym was unbearably miserable to play in because of the ridiculous heat! We started our first game with 5 players-put us in a bind. We got through it and won all three games. The second game was a bit harder. We won the set 2/3. For the third game I served about 8 points within 3 minutes, all over hand. I was pretty proud of myself considering I haven’t been able to exercise my over-hand serve much.

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My sister told me she found a mustard colored trench coat the same style as my white trench coat. It’s 24.99 ugh. Should I or should I not?!

HELP!

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Not that mustard is my favorite color but I like the way it looks on me. So far, I’m on the lookout for mustard colored peep-toe wedges. I think that would be cute. I would love to have a mustard color purse, as well.

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Ever get that need to leave for a few days to clear your mind and refocus? Yes? Great, because I would love to do that right now.

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Actually not a few days, I would like a sabbatical, please. I’m 22 and need a sabbatical?! Something is wrong with me! Or is that normal?

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Oh and my next post will be #100 and Malize will be taking over for that post. She had let me be a guest blogger on her blog and my post also happened to be #100 for which she was waiting to throw a big party and involuntarily forfeited that #100th post to me. So we traded #100 post.

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I was really surprised as to how much positive feedback I got regarding my Facebook post. I was prepping myself for some serious ‘hate comments’ lol. I probably should not speak too early but so far, I’ve had great feedback. Thanks guys!

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Lately, my imagination has been going crazy. I was on my lunch break parked underneath a tree in the park and there was a guy  parked in front of me chilling as well. Five minutes later a white van pulled up in front of his car. The guy came out of his car, went to his truck pulled out a brief case and hopped into the white van. Hm…what’s going on there?!

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Yesterday as I was driving back to work from making deposits, I heard a little girl screaming at the top of her lungs as she was walking next to this lady, maybe her aunt? I believe her mom was walking in front of her and the little girl’s sister. What was she screaming? I HATE YOU! I want it now! I HATE YOU!

Goodness gracious? What did the child want? Did she want ice-cream, she want to stop by the store? Did her mom say she couldn’t go to a friend’s house? Keep it up Mom! Don’t succumb and I hope you dealt with that child when you got home!

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I have never thought of yelling let alone muttering under my breath I hate my parents. Such sadness.