The undesirable one.

Dammit! Went to this interview about two hours ago. Since this company is of such stature, i will not state its name. But this 'apparently high class' company is hte holding company for Mandarin Oriental and Giant.

phoo-ey.

Here's the sequence of events for that un-nice, one hour:
1. Arrived early at 9.40am. Interview at 10am. Company looked nice. Very professional-ish.

2. Went up to the receptionist, said hello! Good morning. This receptionist is a middle-aged woman, looks constipated and acts like she has never gotten laid before in her entire life. She looked at me, and grumpily asked: 'what position you applying for?', 'who called you?' and then she passed me the form 'fill it up'.

3. i sat quietly at the reception area and 'filled the form up'. Passed it back to the grumpy, and unfulfilled woman that is, the receptionist.

4. Waited until 10.10am. They were late. Took a mag and read for a while. Suddenly i heard a lady call out 'Lucinda? Follow me!'. She was half-running with another guy trailing behind her to a meeting room. i had to run after them. Run. Is this some disciplinary school for naughty adult-girls?

5. *huffs & puffs* Reached the 'meeting room'. (Meeting room? My toilet also bigger than this, man!) I saw them, seated. i took a seat, smiled and said 'hello. Good morning', while they mumbled something incoherent. They didn't even smile. They didn't even introduce themselves. But immediately said 'Lucinda.. Describe yourself'. And from then on they asked me 'typical boring questions' used by 'typical boring ah-beng companies'.

6. End of interview. Asked me if i have any questions. Like, to whom should i address the question to, Lady? To: The Woman who looks and sounds like a fussy and horrible late 20's person with no one to love? or The Man who is so quiet and only whispers and mumbles, which, unfortunately is balding in his early 30's? Then passed me another form, to fill up.

7. With that, they just got up, and left. Without saying bye, or, nice meeting you.

8. i filled up that form slip-sloppishly and handed it back to that grumpy, unfulfilled unsmiling lady at the reception. This time, i ran out. On my own free will.


My worst experience with a Conglomerate firm. I wanna tell this people to go piss in the Kayu Ara River! No, wait. Piss in a river further than that, maybe the Gombak River. i don't want them soiling the river more.