If you guys ever follow me on twitter or facebook, you will prolly know that my dad quitted his job for his retirement. I don't want to talk about how I feel about him quitting when I'm near the doors of a poly seat, but the feeling is quite confusing and negative. :/ anyway, wanting to help myself and my mum, I decided to get a job. I called up a dental clinic who was looking for a receptionist/dental assistant.
I went to the interview this morning at 10:00am on the dot, cabbing. Yes, I cabbed to Ang Mo Kio Ave 3 from my house which was about 40 minutes walk away as I was late. So I'm damn near perfect at my timing and went into an interview with a dentist who was working over there. Let's named her "R".
R is really a nice lady. I explained to her the situation and she let me off gently, saying that it's not fair for her to hire me cause I'm looking for a part-time job and I might have school (polytechnic) commitments in near future. It was be difficult for me to juggle the work and my school if I goes into poly. I perfectly understand what she was saying and the interview ended there.
You think the interview with R ends there?
No it didn't.
While I was having a birthday-brunch with Alexis, Sally and Wantian, I received a call from the clinic. The current receptionist asked me to go down for another interview. So I asked "why". Obviously, the first interview was straight-foward and a pleasant experience. Everything was asked and answered accordingly. The receptionist didn't say a thing. She just said come back for an interview at 1715.
Straight after the brunch, I rushed down asap, reaching at 1630. I was 45 minutes early. I was asked to go in the room and faced my interviewer: The Head Honcho, CEO of the clinic. Doctor T. So Dr. T asked me to take a seat and then I swore, Hell began.
Whatever he said sounded like an insult and it totally offended me. I sat there, dumbfounded and trying to get a sense of reality. That Dr. T just insulted/offended me. He went on and on about the things he wanted to say, which I will further elaborate later in this post. In the end, I was so insulted that I cut him off and rejected his offer.
His offer of an educational sponsorship with a monthly allowance of S$800.
The condition was to study Dental Technology and continue through, work with him and so on.
Why would he offer such an expensive course to me?
I'm in need. I reminded him of his best student.
I fucking rejected him in the face.
I told him this:
"Look, I wouldn't take it. My passion is with the Radio. It's not Dental Technology. I want to be in Media. And if I were to do things that I've no passion with, I will do a shit job with it. No, I will not take your offer. I'm sorry."
I'm not proud of the fact that I stood up to him and told him this. But at that time, it felt good. It felt like I'm high on heroine or something. Cause the insults he just threw was horrible. I'll know breakdown what he said, and what he meant. Yes, whatever he said have a second meaning. The words he spoke and the way he carried the words was horrible, insulting and offending. But within his words, there's a sincere meaning. How do I know it? I will tell you later.
Now, let's recap what he said.
" ... girls who looked like you, holds the same education standards, did their make-up like yours; they spent their time looking for jobs like being a receptionist in massage palour and some of them does part-time massaging as well."
That was among the worse insult he threw. However what he wanted to do was to ignite my passion and wants me to really think about what I really wanted all these while. I wanted Media, Communication and all those things that I want. I told him that. And guess what he said,
"... after you graduated from a course like that, you will have to hop from job to job to find the perfect one that suits you and what you want. It's going to take a long while."
Yes, Dr. Tan, I know. What he meant was going into Media and Communication is going to be tough when I come out, searching for a job. I do know that, but it doesn't mean that I'm going to simply not pursue what I want. I'm sick of studying what I don't like and just cause I have to. I don't like to be restricted.
"... some models sleep around and constantly going to interviews and trying hard to be a new face of something. But sometimes, they get rejected and replaced."
Dr Tan, are you trying to say that radio personality get replaced and rejected all the time? If you are, I know. I also know that you want me to think carefully about my polytechnic choices and what's not. But, no, I'm not going to Dental Technology. And not all models sleep around to get what they want.
"... it required discipline and strict self-control to be a student of Dental Technology."
What he meant was that Dental Technology wasn't for everyone and it's going to hard to be in that course, so he wanted me to think about it carefully. :/ but the way he said it was like I have no self-restrain and discipline at all. Like I'm so crazy hippie who does drugs all day and all night.
"... if you come early for an interview, sometimes the person will make you wait for an hour or even if you come late, the person will let you wait longer than usual. You should come at the time you said you would. If you said 1715, you will have to be here at 1715."
I went at 1630. I waited for about 15 - 20 minutes. So he saw me earlier. So what he meant was that, if you come early, the boss might let you wait till that said time or when you come late, the boss will pull rank and let you wait longer. :/
There are still a lot more to the insults. But I shall leave it here, before this post is all about me getting angry at him and nearly release the rage on him by leaping across the table and punching his face in which I wished to do, but with some self-restraint, I stopped myself.
So after the unfortunate interview, I walked off and 10 feet away from the clinic, my rage, pride and ego were screaming at me to get back or even at him. My brains started to form glorious comebacks and without thinking twice - okay, I did thought about it, but dismissed the Angel Me instantly cause I really need to tell him off. So I called him, after a while I realized his good intentions and his sincere sponsorship offer which I have to reject.
I said,
"Dr. T, I have a lot of pride and now they are screaming at me to say that I've been offended by the lesson you are trying to teach. It was a great lesson but it was offensive. About girls who looked like me and made-up like me? I don’t look like that all the time. It’s because I went for my best friend's birthday celebration and just so you know, I ran off halfway through for this. And I thank you for your offer. I'm offended. What's the meaning of speaking like that for, anyway?"
He explained himself clearly during the phonecall. He wanted someone to be sincere, responsible and true. He cared and he offered the chance of that sponsorship. He apologized about being offending, but he said that he just want to know my sincerity and such.
In short, he used a reverse psychology on me.
And he fired something more than just pride and ego in me.
He reminded me of my passion for media, writing and broadcasting.
He reminded me that I've to go for what I really want.
So I really thank him that he used such a despicable method. Honestly, I really want to punch him in the face even while I was writing this post. But due to that lesson he taught me this afternoon, I really wanted to get into my course and be what I really want.
So thank you, Dr T.
for the free lesson.
thought it was insulting and offensive.
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