Another special wednesday. Wow... Two wednesdays that are special. Maybe its my luck ya? Woke up just nice to settle my morning rush. Went school late as the lecturer just started his lesson. Crashing into a lesson. Realised that im not that early either... None of my friends were there. Only after awhile, did they come in. That shows that we do not really care about this module. Really boring... After that lesson, i had to attend another lesson. Lesson after lesson... But the best part was during the evening time. I had an appointment for an interview with a company. The company was not as i expected. Located at the industrial areas. Not very my kind of style... The building is fairly secured. The lifts can bring you to every floor, but you have to use an access card to gain access to the level. After stepping into the level, it felt like i was in the movie, 'The Matrix:Reloaded'. The scene where the there is a corridor and many doors. Only the keymaker can access to it. It really felt that way. Thank god my interview was with a friend, my teammate. So we continued down and find our company. When we found it, i took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After that, i push open the door to find an office, about the size of my current classroom. The employees are all sitting together, Boss, sub-boss, all of them. No walls, no rooms, nothing seperates them. It cause a spine-chilling scare in me. Even the waiting reception is open. But the best part was seeing a friend. Well, not actually a friend, he is my ex-President. Didn't knew he was in this company. I had a chance to speak to him and find out more about the company. The company treats all interns rather good. They sent him to seminars and he returns to teach the rest. They gave him a personlised name card. He was treated like one of the working employees there. It is the same as the working world. The marketing manager interviewed me. She asked me questions and told me about what the company does. I did not feel like its an interview, i felt it was like a working excutive talking to a student. It was like a friendly conversation. One thing that i did not like about the company was that they supported Microsoft. Everything they use are all Microsoft products. I do not like Microsoft alot. Maybe after joining this company, it may change my mind and i may have a sudden crush on this software company. After the interview, i just went back home. Soon after, my friend called me and asked me about my interview. I had quite a good time. But i realise that he did not have the same fate as me. He had to go through a test and he failed rather badly for it. The company is going to hire two interns. Im only one of the six. Yes, six. Four from SP, one from NP and one from ITE. I do hope the others did better than me. The office gives me the creeps...
When i imagine my Internship, i imagine myself in working in the city and joining the major workforce. Not coming to an industrial park and join a group of IT executives that work in such an open concept. Yes... Its too open. There is practically no privacy. Nothing... I just cannot take it. I mean, at least give me a desk where there is a partition and my bosses are in rooms. So i can take a break once awhile. In that open concept, i don't think i can even catch a chit chat with my partner or another person. I will definitely go crazy when the stress level rises. This really sucks... One more thing that happened today was when i went back from the toilet, i saw a soccerball flew across the hallway. Next momment, i see this guy chasing after the ball. If that company is hiring an intern, i will definitely submit my resume and agree to all their terms. Im like... Wow, they do wore casual clothing and they do not look stressed up and tired like those in that company. A big difference. Very big... Really do hope the others put in a better interview than me. I specialise in open source softwares, not Microsoft softwares. Hate it when i have to let fate decide my life...
Please fail interview...
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