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you been working with them?" Jazz asked.
"A month now," my mum said, her smile smug. "Nine to five every day. It's quite tiring. And I only get half an hour for my break time."
I reached for my mum's hand. "Rub some of your good luck on me, mum. I have an interview tomorrow."
"You'll be fine, Drew. You're so intelligent and hardworking. You're like your dad."
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad moving back home if my mum had a full-time job. She wouldn't be in my face every second. I decided to consider it.
Chapter 5
Kale came to Destiny's house on Sunday evening to help me with last-minute preparations for my interview. He gave me a mock interview, which degenerated into laughter and chaos, but I appreciated it. Then, he drilled me about what employers looked for in candidates during group exercises. Things like leadership skills without being bossy, team working skills, problem solving skills, and so on. I knew all of that anyway. But it was nice.
After he left, I was online all night, which meant that I was very tired on Monday morning.
The News24 offices were in Middlesex. I felt slightly overwhelmed as I sat in the reception area with at least ten other candidates. Most of them looked very professional with their suits and briefcases—yes some of the women had briefcases, too. I clutched my Louis Vuitton bag nervously, hoping that their briefcases wouldn't give them any kind of advantage.
At a few minutes to two, Brea Weller sauntered through the entrance with a girl that I'd seen her co-presenting the sports news with on TV. She glanced at me but didn't say hi. I smiled. I refused to let her snottiness throw me off. I was here for serious business.
At two o' clock, we were all called in for a group exercise. I bore in mind all the advice gleaned from Kale, and from the various employment websites that I'd been on overnight.
My group consisted of four girls and a guy. The guy obviously thought he could just walk all over us because we were women. My hackles went up as he barked orders about how we were going to build our spaghetti bridge. I waited until he took a pause for a breath, and said, "Those are some good ideas, Frank. What does everyone else think?"
I made sure each person in the group had a chance to speak, despite the fact that Frankie boy kept trying to butt in.
After the group exercise, we all trooped back to the reception area, then I was called for an individual interview. I was shocked when I walked in and Frank was on the interview panel. Apparently, he already worked for News24 and had been stationed to be obnoxious and see how we handled it.
"You handled me very well, I must say," he told me.
A small piece of the tension in my chest melted away. "Thank you."
"So, you're Drew Ashley. Travis Haywood's girlfriend?" Rosie, the other interviewer said.
"Ex-girlfriend," I said.
She removed her glasses. "What are you doing here? Don't you have your kiss and tell stories generating enough income for you? Why do you want this job?"
I decided not to correct her about the fact that I had never in my life sold a kiss and tell. "I want a career, and I want to be taken seriously," I told her honestly. "I don't want my life to be: She once dated Travis Haywood. I want more than that for myself."
She put her glasses back on and started interviewing me. At the end of the interview, she looked at me sceptically. "I have a problem, Drew."
I knew the interview had gone well, so I was taken aback. "What is it?"
"Are you sure this is the job you want? You probably should have gone for a more senior position."
"I'd love to," I admitted. "But those kinds of jobs want people with experience and I don't have any."
"So do you have big ideas?" Rosie asked with a patronising smile. "Plans to climb up the ladder?"
"Yes," I said carefully. Why did it sound like a trick question?
Rosie's eyes narrowed. "Why should I give the job to someone who isn't committed to it and just sees it as a means to an end?"
I
"A month now," my mum said, her smile smug. "Nine to five every day. It's quite tiring. And I only get half an hour for my break time."
I reached for my mum's hand. "Rub some of your good luck on me, mum. I have an interview tomorrow."
"You'll be fine, Drew. You're so intelligent and hardworking. You're like your dad."
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad moving back home if my mum had a full-time job. She wouldn't be in my face every second. I decided to consider it.
Chapter 5
Kale came to Destiny's house on Sunday evening to help me with last-minute preparations for my interview. He gave me a mock interview, which degenerated into laughter and chaos, but I appreciated it. Then, he drilled me about what employers looked for in candidates during group exercises. Things like leadership skills without being bossy, team working skills, problem solving skills, and so on. I knew all of that anyway. But it was nice.
After he left, I was online all night, which meant that I was very tired on Monday morning.
The News24 offices were in Middlesex. I felt slightly overwhelmed as I sat in the reception area with at least ten other candidates. Most of them looked very professional with their suits and briefcases—yes some of the women had briefcases, too. I clutched my Louis Vuitton bag nervously, hoping that their briefcases wouldn't give them any kind of advantage.
At a few minutes to two, Brea Weller sauntered through the entrance with a girl that I'd seen her co-presenting the sports news with on TV. She glanced at me but didn't say hi. I smiled. I refused to let her snottiness throw me off. I was here for serious business.
At two o' clock, we were all called in for a group exercise. I bore in mind all the advice gleaned from Kale, and from the various employment websites that I'd been on overnight.
My group consisted of four girls and a guy. The guy obviously thought he could just walk all over us because we were women. My hackles went up as he barked orders about how we were going to build our spaghetti bridge. I waited until he took a pause for a breath, and said, "Those are some good ideas, Frank. What does everyone else think?"
I made sure each person in the group had a chance to speak, despite the fact that Frankie boy kept trying to butt in.
After the group exercise, we all trooped back to the reception area, then I was called for an individual interview. I was shocked when I walked in and Frank was on the interview panel. Apparently, he already worked for News24 and had been stationed to be obnoxious and see how we handled it.
"You handled me very well, I must say," he told me.
A small piece of the tension in my chest melted away. "Thank you."
"So, you're Drew Ashley. Travis Haywood's girlfriend?" Rosie, the other interviewer said.
"Ex-girlfriend," I said.
She removed her glasses. "What are you doing here? Don't you have your kiss and tell stories generating enough income for you? Why do you want this job?"
I decided not to correct her about the fact that I had never in my life sold a kiss and tell. "I want a career, and I want to be taken seriously," I told her honestly. "I don't want my life to be: She once dated Travis Haywood. I want more than that for myself."
She put her glasses back on and started interviewing me. At the end of the interview, she looked at me sceptically. "I have a problem, Drew."
I knew the interview had gone well, so I was taken aback. "What is it?"
"Are you sure this is the job you want? You probably should have gone for a more senior position."
"I'd love to," I admitted. "But those kinds of jobs want people with experience and I don't have any."
"So do you have big ideas?" Rosie asked with a patronising smile. "Plans to climb up the ladder?"
"Yes," I said carefully. Why did it sound like a trick question?
Rosie's eyes narrowed. "Why should I give the job to someone who isn't committed to it and just sees it as a means to an end?"
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