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a disastrous interview: somebody sedate me
did i tell you that i cried the first time i met my first boss?
first day of my first job, lunch break. the wooden table attached to the wall in the small room they called a pantry was teeming with tiny creepy crawling creatures - speedy, aggressive creatures coming at you! well, forgive me if i was (still am not) used to eating with these crawlers. I screamed. and screamed. and moved to the door to escape. except somebody closed the door.
which made me totally panic as i was trapped in a small, enclosed room with the creatures, causing me to tear furiously. I managed to open the door and lo, and behold, who was outside but dear first boss.
i mumbled some sorry whatever and ran to my desk. he was a dear, he followed me to ask if i was okay. but the point is, what a way to make a first impression, eh?
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As if following a mold, would you believe that i also cried the first time i met my second boss? (technically she's third boss, because the carry over boss is my second.) well anyway, during my interview with her, she asked me what my biggest crisis has been so far.
Stupid me could only tell her, in the vaguest of terms, without revealing any information as to the personality involved not even the gender, about the only crisis that came to mind. then i was tearing up. but i wasn't bawling or anything embarrassing like that. it was, i realized, it was painful to mention the incident to a stranger.
i mean what other big crisis was i gonna tell her?? that i was forced to take a cab after my scrabble tournament because my big brother didn't want to pick me up? tell her of all the acts of terrorism the creepy crawling creature give me?
I thought i had better tell her something considered a real crisis in the real world.
i wanted the earth to swallow me.
She was very nice though, i think i'm going to like her. what a way to make an impression to one of the prime movers in the industry, eh?
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i have a sinking feeling, eunmi, that either you are so very cute or deep down just plain kulang sa pansin (sorely lacking in attention). you continue to outdo yourself every time.
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oh, i'm in though. i'll be joining the labor force again soon. I just don't know when exactly, as that's for another discussion with the immediate bosses.
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since this is such a slambook post, i had better take the time to thank the people to whom i owe so very much. who patiently bore with me (and i bet were so very bored, too) during my panicky, franticky phase. lildramaprincess tops the list ( i told you!). In no particular order now, herbkins, fatherly p, and sisterly c.
special mention to a certain beady character who for a semi-stranger believes quite a lot in me. 
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i have a confession: i am so not eunmi in real life.
yes, there are glimpses of eunmi. at times. when i talk to certain people. but i'm not this brooding, whingy, sentimental, panicky, franticky, unstable fool that you read. it's this blog's fault. i was emotionally constipated (too) when i started (for those who remember). it's this blog! it opened my heart's tearducts and now i can't stop. I wail as Christina Yang did, "Somebody sedate me!!!"
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