Friday, 3 April 2015
Getting a Job
I've literally been obsessing over this for weeks. So I'm sorry to anyone who has been hearing me go on and on about my job (even when I hadn't started yet). It's been a bit like word vomit. I can't stop updating people even when they don't want to be updated.
Getting a job at 15 is a very controversial topic in my family. Being classic Asians, all my relatives' ethic is that working is bad because it takes time away from studying, which I wasn't spending much of my time doing anyway. They all think I'm going to be so enamoured with easy money that I'll skip university and become a hobo, because yes, I would just love to live off $10 an hour for the rest of my life. They also have this weird obsession with the fact that I'll be meeting weird people and start going off and ruining my life or something. I don't know. Back in Malaysia people don't work until they've done their degrees overseas, and their first job is like becoming an engineer or lawyer or doctor or something. I guess they don't have the opportunity at 15, or maybe school is just harder for them.
The only people on my side are my mum and like every other Australian person, because they all think it's a good experience, which it is. I mean, I'm learning social skills through customer service, and I'm learning how to deal with money, and I'm learning what working is actually like, and I'm getting stuff on my resume. I don't see any of my cousins doing that, even the ones living in Australia. They're all too busy studying 24/7, going for tution or taking random tests to get into ridiculously streamed schools (they will actually kick you out if you get bad grades).
So yeah, my family is totally against me, but that was okay because when I started applying for jobs none of them thought I'd actually get one. They kinda just laughed and were like, "She's too young." or "She's not street smart enough to actually get a job by herself." Which is why it was so cool when my local cinema decided to call me about a group interview 20 minutes after I submitted my resume. I was literally freaking out. I probably sounded like such a retard on the phone because the call was completely unexpected.
Honestly, the group interview felt like a classroom. There were about 25 of us sitting in a cinema, with the manager, or the 'teacher', sitting at a desk at the front. She got us to get to know the person next to us, like you would in a school camp or something. I was sitting next to some guy who said he liked computers and had a band, which was cool. He didn't get the job though. And then she asked us questions, like in an interview, except we had to listen to 25 different answers. I had to leave the group interview early, which made me really nervous, but it was all good and I apparently got to miss a maths test ;)
And then I got called in for an actual one on one interview, which I was surprisingly not all that worried about, until we were on our way there anyway. I was just really polite, and acted super confident, and I honestly can't remember what happened but I must've been okay. They did ask me this one question, "What was the last movie you watched?" The last movie I had watched was Fifty Shades of Grey as a joke with a few of my friends that day, so it was still in my mind, but fortunately I managed to answer with The Theory of Everything. And luckily I did that, because their follow up question was, "What would you say to someone to get them to watch that?", and I have no idea what I'd say about Fifty Shades of Grey... Laters Baby?
AND THEN I FOUND OUT I GOT THE JOB!!
So I went to the induction, which is basically where I sign papers, get a tour and get paid for being there. There were 5 people there. 5 people from the group interview managed to get the job. The first person I met was actually already my Facebook friend, but I didn't mention that. We both knew it though. They're all my age, which was refreshing, but also gave me a little social anxiety because I'm really starting to think I have social problems. But yeah all the people were nice, and we swapped numbers, and the social anxiety I felt there was nothing compared to my first shift.
My fellow trainees may have been my age, but the people I worked with on my first shift last night weren't. They were all 18-21 and I had no idea what to say, but I managed, and now I'm wondering what they thought of me. But I shouldn't wonder because if I want to be myself and stop acting either pretentious or dorky, I need to not continuously think about it.
Working is actually way harder than I thought it would be. What I have to do is less structured and takes more common sense than I thought. And I was doing the easiest job. They said I was learning fast but I feel like they say that to everybody, and it was a busy night. Let's just say I was physically drained and tired by the end of it, and work sure won't ever be boring.
My next shift is on Sunday, but this time I'll be with another trainee from the induction.
Wish me luck!