Midterm Aftermath

9.02.2004

Part of my duty as a faculty is to facilitate exams--a proctor. In as much as I am grateful that I am not a member of the increasing Unemployed Society of the Philippines, I am half-hearted when it comes to sitting for long hours, do nothing (not that it's hard to do...) and watch students execute their novice cheating antics.

I easily get bored.

While I was watching them, I saw myself a couple of months ago when I was still one of them. Some three months ago, I was a striving, carefree graduating Mass Com student. After graduation, I on the jet-set of job hunting. I flunked my first-ever job interview in my life and I swear I did not do that intentionally. My boyfriend and my mom think I flunked it on purpose. It was an honest mistake and I admit that I felt good committing that blunder. I never really wanted the job, but it didn't mean I didn't give my best shot. I did, it's just that call centers aren't for me. When my future supposed-former employee asked me the one-miss-you-die-question, I answered as honest as I could--which is natural for me, what-in-the-what-the!

"What do you think of graveyard shifts?", he asked.
"Well, i think it's really an unfair labor treatment", I replied.

Smile. Silence.

The interviewer looked at me and asked a follow-up question.
"So, what book are you currently reading?

I knew what was written on my letter, then.