magic wandy no more

Sigh…

That’s all i can say after my final interview with the client. It was a webcam interview. A little chitchat about my previous job experiences and some questions that caught me off guard- again! In the end, i don’t feel good about it… but i’m still hoping that my resume will back me up for good.

I’m not sure, but I think I have that much luck when the interviewer is a female. With guys, I’m always done with flying colors.

I know I have already told myself what to say with switching from outbound to inbound. That was a long time ago though. I was able to mention some related good points like getting a 94% rating for insurance licensure, having my own business and part time direct selling.  I just wasn’t able to fully explain why i have stayed too long in inbound. That hurts, really. I know it’s not safe to mention “comfort zone” but that’s the truth.

I had a little difficulty in selling the painting that she wanted me to sell as an example. It’s not really difficult per se, but her accent and soft voice made me ask her twice to repeat what she’s saying. My rebuttals are also lacking in persuation. I lack practice really.

The only hope i had today was knowing that out of the 62 shortlisted applicants in the first interview, we were only 21 selected for the webcam and final interview. So sad if half the number again will be the only ones to fly in SG.

I went home brokenhearted. I nearly went over North station where i’m supposed to ride MRT going home. I even got lost in Gateway Cubao. Maybe because I was teary eyed when i read my sister’s text: ” Don’t worry, Nanay have watched over you, she knows you did your best and I believe in you. There will be more opportunities that will come, If JC plans it for you, He will give it to you. If not, He has better plans.”

It’s going to be a miracle if i passed that interview. I believe in miracles. I hope it believes in me too.

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  1. [...] am definitely teary eyed when after my interview, my sister texted me. When I passed by nanay’s garden I prayed for her guidance. When I passed by again, I am just [...]

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