The first couple of days went fine, I always passed by that house, my sister and I took walks, went to parks, and small restaurants, and even went sightseeing. It was such a beautiful place it had so much life in it; my sister enjoyed it so much she has been having fun so far. I don't let her out much so that we don't see everything all at once.
Right now I am in a big <3 waiting room.
Not in the hospital jeesh. Ok! maybe you didn't think that, but yeah I am so nervous, I think I'm might end up in one just by the way my heart is beating.
I am about to go be interviewed...No! not by the cops lol ok ill just say it straight it's an interview of a job Mariah has set me up with.
It's 9 am right now I have been here since 6 am as required. I have filled in my information which was not impressive at all as I saw other people cribble away non-stop while I had a few words to write for myself, and that had blown away my confidence.
I mean you feel it too when they are asking you questions about your previous jobs, internship, university, and goals and what not, with 7 lines to fill and I only had a few to say since it wasn't much that had to offer honestly. Shoot me now, PLease! I prayed for the Gods above for help looking at the ceiling pleading hoping someone would take mercy on me.
I am so not getting this job, I will be broke forever and wont be able to afford a plane back. i am done. I was Shaking my leg nonstop from my nerves (a habit I guess), my lips were dry. but let me tell you a secret ...confidence.... I looked confident I always do in such situtions some students used to wonder how I do it, I tell them to act as if you what the <3 you are doing and own the place. lie till you believe it baby and u sure will go anywhere as long as u seem to know. and that is what I am doing I have straight back, I am looking around observing other places like i am not overthiking this and it's an everyday thing for me. my leg of course being my only giveaway, for now.
So until they call for my interview, let me tell you some new information about me, hm? what should I tell you. Ahhh! my sister do you know her name? I don't think I have ever mentioned her name, it was kind of meant to since I honeslty dont want you to know her name. She will one day grow up having facebook and all that ...jazz.. see how I used an innocent word there. Anyways, I dont want you go around stalking her, I trust my loyal reader just not the others out there.
My sisters name is such a beautiful, unique, and rare name that has more than one beautiful meaning.
"Sara..."
"Here," I said too quickly and shouting from my seat. People looked at me weirdly, I gave an awkward smile while starighneting my skirt I replied more calmly," that me, sarah."
The woman looked carelessly at me from her folder like she couldnt give two <3 but either way, she smiled and said the way is the office leading me to a big oak thick door. She knocked and a gruff "Entrez," in frech was said.
She opened the door and let me in first then follwoed me in and said" this is your next interviewee," she said putting a file down and walking out of the room.
"Siéger," he ordered.
"Thank you," I replied in English as I sat down hoping he would change languages too.
I looked around the room it was kind of just empty but huge. It had a big shelf filled with endless boosks and a locker room that was open when I passed by it, I saw another door on the other side making it kidnof a joined room. Inside the locker, it had shelves filled with countless files on both sides. His desk was infront of the window giving the silhouette of the desk and the person sitting behind it from the entracce door. The window had a balcony that viewed the sparkling beach and a small part of the city and had a small tree in a huge pot.
why would someone face away from that beautiful view? I wondered to myself before I continued investigating.
In front of the desk, he had two seats that faced each other but more or less face the big desk too. Behind me, which is on the mans' right was the bathroom or so i think and beside the locker room which is on the mans' left close to the entrance door was 3 red couches, 2 of them was a single counch the one facing them was a normal 2 people couch, a small fridge on the side and a glass table in the middle of the couch set.
"So you dont know French?" said the man looking up. He had nice soft-looking brown hair with natural blond streaks on them. He had striking bright brown eyes. He looked in his late thirties, but can't tell for sure because the morning sun was shining in my eyes and it was honestly hard to see.
"I do know how to speak french," I stated with a soft smile
lesson 2: ALWAYS smile at an interview (they don't want u dead they wanna be the reason to kill your spirit and they might but at least I'll get accepted)
I have reasrched what the company is about, it was a sales comany on of the bigest in Lebanon, i was applying for a secretary.
"I am not going to look at your file just yet, I will ask you couple of questions. Mr. Ali(Mariah's father) has told me to give you a chance. However, I will decid depending on this interview, so impress me, Sarah," He said with a slight autralian accent. He is labanense, I know that for sure but he might have been raised in Austrlia? " Lets start, first of all, my name is Adam Mustafa call me Mr, mustafa. Now, Sarah which class are you in?"
"I am a senior, grade 12," I answered directly smile unwavering, better answer short than elaborate so i sont make mistakes this man looks tough to satisfy.
"so you are 17, 18?"
"I am 16," smile still on.
"hm, what do you do in your free time?"
" I help my sister study, but mostly read books."
"What kind of books do you read?"
"anything my hands can find."
"and when your bored of reading."
"i play with my sister or on some of my instrumnets."
"what instrumnest do you play?"
"piano, guitar and violin." i said as a matter of fact.
confidence filled my voice my back straight my leg crossed in a lady-like manner, my eyes unwavering staring him in the eyes, I think, handfs folded on my lap.
"a couple of last questions Sarah. how many languages do you speak and what are they?"
"i speak 4 languaes, they are Arabic, English, French, and Spanish."
"thats impressive. talents?"
"nothing really," I said looking at him from the side this time all confidece disappearing howeer I held my composure.
"really? beacuse I can name a few Sarah," he said fondly with warmer eyes." anythin you can add that can make you suitable for this job.
What can make me suitable for this?" I am serious at work and dedicated to getting the task done in time, i am a hard worker, and I can understand german, dutch, turkish and russian." i said at the end sepratly.
"why didnt you mention that before?" he asked with an eybrow raised amusement clear in his voice.
"well you ask what languages i can speak," I said hesitantly.
he chukled and said," your in, you are everything Ali said about you" he said with a laugh.
oww!! I couldn't give your tip #3 ... to give a final hoorah! ask the interviewer a couple of questions about the company itself and what it can do to u in the future show them you are interested maybe even mention a couple of facts you learned
"really?!" I asked chocked out since most of the questions i had small to no answers to.
"you are coming out of your comfort zone and doing a good job so far you have impressed me, you look responsible and have a bit of maturity in your eyes, you are going to be something Sarah, congraualtion I am looking forward, come back on Monday," he said extending his hand to shake.
I shook his hand with firm grip and a smile brighning up my face, I felt relieved, ill be ok. " i wont let you down, thank you so much, sir."
" you better not."
A/N: ooo that was wordy and successful, SHE GOT ACCEPTED
this advice though I found them light and have always landed me a job when I applied, if you guys have any more lessons or tips on job interviews please do share
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