Thursday, 13 October 2016. Have I ever told you before that I really like number 13? No? Okay, maybe later I will tell why I like no 13 as you know many people consider number 13 as unlucky number.
So yesterday I got a phone call from a company that I applied job to. You know what? I was so happy because that job is the job I'm looking for. Not like any other company that requires me to do an interview in short notice, this company is different. I am not from the town where this company is, the company asked me to do a test first through email, and they would call me for the further interview. Okay at 4 p.m the company sent me a test, for the test required me to write 2 articles, 500 words each exclude the title. I had to send it back before 8 p.m.
At first I thought it was easy, 500 words is only like a page so I just need to write 2 pages in like 4 hours. Enough time, I thought. But then, the articles needs more elaboration and I need to do some research first. The first article is required me to do a writing about KK's Paris robbery. Okay I knew the news but I did not really pay attention to it, I knew the details but not that the details that I have to write about it. I wasted so much time in here. I did not even know what I wrote as it almost an hour and i only got like 200 words. My mind was also a mess. It was because my boss from the current job - I haven't resigned yet- was mad at me because I had not returned his call like tf and he said a harsh word. I am savage but Im so sensitive you know. I felt like crying because in an hour I only got to write 200 words, and I still needed to write another article, and my head kept replaying the harsh word the boss said to me. I felt like I could not finish the test.
At 6.30 pm I finished the first article, I got to finish it more than 500 words. I was relief. Then I started to working on the second article, it's about TAS. Okay, I like her music but lately I did not pay attention to her news beside her relationshio with his ex CH and the newest ex TH. I had to write a biography about her. I just wrote anything that came to my mind about her. I finished like at 7.59 pm. And after I checked, the second article only had like 475 words. *Crying*. I had no choice, there's no time left then I just sent it.
Honestly, the two articles that I wrote was far from good. Those two articles were badly written and so shitty. And I regretted that I have screwed up my only chance to get the job that i really want and of course to get tf out of my current lame job. I could do better, but I did not. Now I doubt that the company will call me for the further interview. I was so sad and I am still sad right now. I thought 13 was really my lucky number and yesterday could be my day. Unfortunately it turns the complete opposite like yesterday was crap, really really crap.
I badly need a miracle, but does miracle really exist?
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