The day after the “controversial “ Board Exam, I was already asked to start working as volunteer in a hospital. I told my friends about it and said that we should take a break first and just wait for the results and I thought…yeah, what the heck!
Now two months after the release of results, here I am…unemployed.
What happened? Well, let me tell you…
Hospital number 1…
I was born here. And the thought of one day working here became a dream. I was so excited and kind of confident for I know some people there and…well, it feels like my second home (as what I said at the interview!)
“What’s your idea on unionism?”… (ANO DAW??!!!) Turns out, the person I knew is against the administration. Plus, I was not able to mention the other person I knew later knowing she is a head of a department in that institution. (Damn!)
“Tita, hindi ako natanggap. Puro ung taga-ibang school ung kinuha”….”Ganon ba tin? Oo, kasi instructor siya dati dun eh”… now I know…
Hospital number 2…Jessa: Uy, tin… natanggap daw si Blessie sa… (hospital number 2)
Tintay: Talaga? Eh di ba una ba tayong nagpass ng resume sa kanya? Bakit ganun?
Jessa: Di ko rin alam eh.
Tintay: Blessie, congratz..work ka na daw sa … (hospital number 2)
Blessie: Oo, draw lots kasi ginawa nila
Tintay: I see…bunutan ng resume…
Hospital number 3…
They have a thing on a certain agency. Upon asking, I was instructed to go to the agency’s office, which is at the first floor of the building. At the office, I passed my resume together with a copy of my transcript.
They said they would just call me…. up to now, they haven’t…
Yesterday, I heard that one of the batchmates got hired there. And take note, he just applied this week and was just hired! How’s that? What’s wrong with me?!!!!
Hospital number four…
“ Ayoko ng pasaway..buhay ang pinaguusapan ditto!”…”Ayoko ng losyang…” “Masungit ako…” those were just the words the medical director just told me upon the interview…
They said they would just call me…. up to now, they haven’t…
I never knew how hard it is to find a job. I never realized how frustrating it could be. But during those sad moments, I remembered and pictured my dad when he was the one looking for jobs back then. I just know now how he felt that time. He must be so pressured for he has family expensed to consider. What he felt is way far from what I’m feeling right now. So it somehow lightens my mood and I became more determined to find a job in order to help my dad.
I Love you Papa!!! I’m so proud to be your daughter.