Just this morning, I woke up having a headache with the uncertainty of why I had it in the first place. Friends and I had a few beers last night from playing Beer Pong, but I don’t remember drinking that much to give me hangover the next day. Despite getting drunk a few times, I never get hangovers–ever. It’s really confusing how I got it this morning when I wasn’t even close to drunk last night. Must have been the Antonov (the ultimate backstabber) at Josh’s house.
Even if I wanted to stay in bed for the rest of the day, Jj and I had to prepare for our job interview at Accenture as an Operations Excellence Analyst. According to the job description, it’s a pretty stressful job. It has something to do with making sure that Accenture delivers the highest quality possible. I came to the interview not because I like the job, but because my mom keeps on nagging me to send out my résumé and it just happens that Jj referred me to the Human Resources representative for the event. Honestly, I don’t know what she’s up to since I just finished school a week ago, but, in any case, I took the opportunity because it was a win-win situation for everyone. I go to the interview; my mom will think that I’m starting to take the work thing seriously. If I get the job, then great; if I don’t, so what? I wasn’t interested in the first place. I don’t even get the OpEx thing yet, anyway.
The event was held in the Crown Plaza Manila Galleria Hotel at around 3 to 7 PM. I’d have to say, they do know how to pamper their applicants. Free food, free notebooks, free coffee; too much for those who are just about to apply, don’t you think?
In our batch, there were almost twenty of us, half were Ateneans. After filling up the necessary forms, everyone was given a short orientation of what Operations Excellence really means. Thirty minutes after, we were segregated into two groups to brainstorm and were asked to talk about a certain topic in front of everyone. The moment I was holding the microphone, I knew I was going to mess up because I didn’t know a single thing about the Justice Corona case. We were asked to talk about our reaction or our opinion about the case. Guess who worked her way in circles.
After a few minutes, they have decided to cut us down to eight. Apparently, after the first cut, three and four remained from the first and third batches, respectively. All in all, there were fifteen of us left from the original forty applicants. After the first and second interview, only six of us were left. I found it funny because all of us were from Ateneo. They made us go to the other room where our food was waiting for us. Ahh. Hotel food, I miss. Although the food looked really delicious, none of us could eat properly because of the butterflies inside our tummies. But when the bosses decided to tell us that the dinner was the last step to our job offer, everyone felt lighter and started to make funny conversations with everyone else.
I’m confused if I should accept the offer. I wasn’t expecting this-at all. I was supposed to go with a friend–that’s it. The benefits and compensation are great and exceeded my expectations. I’m actually pretty lucky for someone who’s just about to start working, but it’s just the start of many interviews and job offers. I mean, it’s just my second time having an official interview and I think there are still a lot of opportunities out there that I haven’t seen yet. Like what I said, it’s been a week since my last day of school. Accepting this offer would mean I’m in a hurry. I’m expected to explore my options, but what if I regret not getting this offer? Confused. Puzzled. Confuzzled. Now I have to look at this folder and its contents once in a while just to figure out what I really want.