It was the usual morning ambiance as the my phone alarmed seven o’clock. The warmth of the knitted blanket still enveloped my shivering body, but my eyes already saw yellow light. I woke up from deep slumber, twitched, and stretched my torso.
Today is a big day.
I stood up, grabbed my towel, went to the bath room, and turned the knob of the shower. After fifteen minutes, I was done, and I found myself getting up in business attire. It was my third interview for serious internship program in a global company. I prepared much for this, and I trusted myself to do my best.
Scheduled at ten in the morning, the interview was as important as my life. Everything about my dream in the corporate world was at stake in the fifth stage of my application.
With all importance I give to my application, I still decided to attend my first class at eight. After all, academics will drive my way to earning a degree.
During class, my toes were already trembling.
Oh God, this is my interview day. I have to get there at ten o’clock.
I walked out from the class at nine, and gave my faith in the hands of the taxi driver who drove from EDSA-Ayala to G. Puyat Avenue. The HR personnel started to ring me.
“Can you make it at ten? Where are you now?” she asked.
“I’m still in Guadalupe. I guess I can make it at 10:05,” I answered.
It was a long way to Makati, but I never expected HEAVY TRAFFIC which was caused by the closing of roads in Camp Crame, EDSA. (more…)
