Content Tell me a story: I love you, kid dog, ep.1

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EP.1 | Job Interview

Friday (morning)

I think a lot of people around here might be like me.

My name is Em, a 35-year-old architect from a hillbilly university (as Bully from his old employer).

Sounds like a good career, right? But, you know, the script will reach the eye until it has to be found.

As you know, now the economy, the war, the political house, we are

There are problems affecting the economic conditions that everyone feels.

I was one of them after enduring the pressure of the original company.

And the pace of life has caused me to come out for a new job interview.

After deciding to leave work for free for a while, work started.

Connections have begun to disappear according to economic conditions.

Jane's burden, we will know each other well (encourage each other)

I had an interview with a company whose owner was a customer of the design.

My friends know the construction business, the construction control business.

Building. There will be professional workers involved here.

(For example, civil engineers, building systems, architects, decorators like this)

I have to do this career, which I honestly used to do as well.

The company owner gave an interview to the Project manager who supervised the project.

The day of the interview, I left for 15 minutes not to pressure the interviewee.

Because they should be busy, when they exchange cards, give wishes, and get helmets (as a safety rule) for

Enter the site area (the field office is in the site area)

When reaching the office, find someone to interview.

Me: Hi. I'm here for a job interview with Mr. Tum.

Every call came to me. An employee told me to wait at a table for a while.

He opened the door and was irritated and in a bad mood.

Mr. Tum: You? That Mr. Mark suggested.

Me: Yes, Mr. Mark has asked to come to an interview with Mr. Tum.

Mr. Tum looked at me like he wasn't sure he could do this job.

Khun Tum: Go wait for the meeting room. This is messy.

I thought it was true, but was it a mess?

I: I don't know which way to go.

Mr. Tum: There's no meeting room here.

He seems frustrated with the question (I just used to come)

I was thinking, (Eh! this) walk out to another container.

There are two people sitting in the conference room, one of them a little old.

The other is a relatively good-looking young engineer talking.

Me: Uh, sorry. Are you disturbing? Just like Mr. Tum, wait for this interview.

Both of them smiled, and the older one said, No bother. Come in, and the young engineer walked out of the room, smiling.

The older engineer introduced himself as Project Director (PD) here.

So I introduced myself back.

Pd: Oh, the one that MD introduced, right?

Me: Yes.

And the PD started asking and interviewing.

He was quite kind, mature, introduced, told me the story of the project.

Which when listening and feeling more comfortable, not excited

For a while, the door opened. Mr. Tan walked in and closed the door loudly!

I took the CV and Portfolio application papers and sent them to him.

When he reads and looks at the papers, he introduces himself and tells him the history of beauty.

Job interview

Khun Tum: Oh, can you do this? Did you really do it or did you write too much?

I started to feel annoyed and responded.

Me: Can do it and write it honestly. Do not dare to overwrite because of fear of not answering.

I started to tell you about my past work, my problems, and how it worked.

Mr. Tum: It's more complicated than you've ever done. It's not as easy as you've ever done.

Tell me why we're taking you to work.

I thought this guy wouldn't like me personally.

I: I think the core of the work is the same, different with more premium systems.

It's just a pattern, but it's basically the same.

Khun Tum: Not all answers yet. Why should we accept you to work?

Me: I noticed a lot of RFA and RFI papers there. It's obviously not answered yet, so the team is not well versed in decorative materials. Here, your team still lacks people to see this. I think the experience is different.

I'm getting stronger.

PD: Okay, he seems confident and responds well. The experience is direct. I should accept it. MD is also guaranteed.

Phi Tum: MD: Introduced to only have a line of children. Do it for a moment. Waste of time.

Khun Tum turned to look at me.

I: At your discretion, I've said it all, and don't call the line boy.

Because if the real line, I probably got the job and didn't have to come to an interview like this.

In my heart, I'm starting to not want to work with this place.

PD Smiling: What should I do? Or will I think and tell him later?

Mr. Tum: How early can work start?

I: It's next Monday. It's early.

Khun Tum: Okay, he could have done it. He could have fought the contractor team.

PD: Okay, so on Monday, I'll let Tum inform HR. Thank you so much for the interview. See you.

And I both paid my respects and left the room.

The exit in front of the site will be a mandatory corridor covered with material.

On the way, the young engineer came to the park. He looked at me and smiled.

I smiled and curved, but I stumbled upon a piece of dry mortar in the corridor.

Luckily, I grabbed the side handrail, but I fell face-to-face.

The engineer came to support him and asked for symptoms.

Engineer: What's wrong?

I tried to get up: It's okay. Thank you.

Engineer: Very hurt? Can you walk?

Me: It doesn't hurt much. It's more shy.

His younger brother supports him until he can stand.

I turned to thank him. When I looked at his face, I was a little stunned.

I feel very familiar to his brother, but I don't remember where I met him.

His brother looked at me and was stunned to say nothing.

Me: Uh, is your face wound?

I quickly searched the bag and shone the mirror.

Me: Well, no.

I: Thank you, brother.

Engineer: No, how are you doing in the interview?

Me: Pass. Monday, start work. What part do you do?

N: A civil engineer.

I: Oh, yeah, well, excuse me. Thank you for helping me see you on Monday.

N: Yes, you can walk, right?

I: Okay, thank you.

And then I took him back.

"It's embarrassing to walk without looking at the eyes of a horse in front of a good-looking man."

And then he got home. Yeah, with shame.

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