I always try to think of everything in a positive manner. I give myself a time frame of what should be happening but as time keeps moving forward and I'm not really progressing, I feel so discouraged. Never do I want people to take pity on me, so I never really put my struggles out there unless I really need to let it out for the sake of just blowing off some steam and not letting that stress cover up my face in pimples. However, times are getting a bit tough so I'm trying ever harder. My first big job interview in a long while and it didn't work out.
|The Foreo Luna...or whatever.|
To start, I've spoken about trying to become a diplomat but that flopped since I was about 30 points off from passing the test. Even if I did pass, there was an interview and who knows, maybe I won't be cut out for it. The test was three hours and I don't even know if I want to go through it again. So anyway, after flopping on that and looking for the usual marketing or web related work, I was snooping on an Instagram follower of mine and noticed he went from working at Starbucks to becoming a flight attendant for a European airline. On a whim, I was curious to see whether there were any openings around my airport and did some researching. The occupation is pretty sought after and the pay is pretty decent (like twice the amount I'm currently paid). You don't even need a college degree to apply. The job is similar to a diplomat in a sense that I get to travel but instead of living abroad for 1+ years, it'd be a day or so.
I saw that American Airlines was looking for Cantonese speaking flight attendant trainees, so I started my application with them since I saw there was a closing date for their application. Gave myself a deadline which was like before June 1st, I think. After more research, I saw that United Airlines was also looking for Cantonese speaking flight attendants, but the listing is still up, so I'm going to get going with that application now that I got American Airlines done with. I noticed that United Flies to Taiwan while American doesn't anyway.
But back to the application process, I applied and got a reply within 48 hours asking to confirm whether or not I spoke Cantonese (which I was a little offended by because why would I lie?) and could write and read it fluently, so I confirmed and wrote a snarky message back in Chinese. Within another 48 hours, I got the invitation to do a video interview and was given 5 days to complete it. I got done with it around the 4th day and within another 48 hours, I got an invitation to do a face to face interview in Dallas. I put off replying with my passport information for a day and a half, so my originally scheduled interview for June 15th got pushed further. I ended up choosing the 30th after asking my boss which date worked best for her.
When the 30th was coming up, I ended up going to the gym during the afternoon on the 29th and tried to sleep from 6pm to 2am before showering and getting ready to head to the airport. Those intentions didn't exactly happen since I got home from the gym around 6 because I made a boba pit stop and walked my dog and stuff. I ended up trying to sleep around 11pm and basically got like a two hour nap in. I showered and got ready. I ate in the car and got to the airport pretty briskly. I got my ticket with relative ease and the TSA line wasn't that bad since it was 4am. Pretty much nothing in the terminal was open though. I ended up just sitting at those charging station tables and studied interview questions until boarding time came near. I regret not taking my bluetooth headphones with me because my wired headphones suck nuts.
Initially, I didn't realize I was at the departure level of the terminal until this airport worker in a hijab helped instruct me to go downstairs to wait for my shuttle. While waiting, the only other person going to the same place as me was this black girl from Atlanta. We were the final ones to arrive at the training facility/hotel/dorm. We promptly rushed to the room and everyone was already socializing and being watched. If you happen to arrive earlier than I did, then you would be filling out this scenario question about meeting the CEO of American Airlines and numbering what you would do according to what is most important. After that, you would answer the question why do you think doing whichever you put as #1 to be most important.
Once everything gets settled down, you watch this introductory video which wasn't of any real significance. I guess it was to set a mood but it was mostly moving text and dramatic music. There was like 6 or so veteran flight attendants who all had served 20+ years. The irony in that part was that according to their website, they strive to create a diverse and inclusive workforce but the people deciding that were all white (on my day anyway). I was only one of three Asians in the room of maybe 30. Our tables basically did this ice breaker thing where we had huge white papers that showed 3 of what we had in common and then 5-6 things that was unique to each of us. Every table got a chance to present and introduce themselves and then the other tables would try to associate the unique fact with the correct person. The veteran flight attendants would leave after observing and come back to begin splitting the tables up for the group interviews (5 interviewees to 2 flight attendants). I definitely fumbled a bit when it came to speaking but I stayed true to myself, smiled a ton, and listened diligently to what everyone else had to say during that. That part was pretty short. It was only about three questions and the last one was one where you draw a random card and answered that question on the spot. I wish I got the role model one during that one but I thought I handled mine okay. I got something along the lines of "what do you think would be the most challenging part about being a flight attendant?" or something. After those three questions, we got walked back to the conference room and then people would be called one by one to either get a one on one, fingerprinted, or walked to the exit. I got the latter and got the "thanks but no thanks" e-mail the next day.
I don't know if it was shade or something but the lady that walked me out instructed that I should wait for the terminal C shuttle when I should've taken the A shuttle. I should've just kept checking my phone. Google is so amazing at keeping itself up to date with your flights. I ended up at terminal C and got my ticket home where the plane would leave from terminal A. I thought I could just walk to A but the layout of the Dallas/ Fort Worth airport is not a giant U like how it is at LAX and it's freaking 99 degrees outside. I ended up finding the free shuttle that would drive you to the correct one, and this was after I had changed from my dress shirt and tie to a polo because I couldn't stand looking so formal for nothing. I wish I had brought running shoes in my bag though, but it'd make my bag looks strangely fat.
The whole fiasco didn't really end there though. After arriving at terminal A, my ticket said that my flight would be leaving from gate A13, so I sat near it for about an hour before noticing that the screen never changed destinations. It just said Fort Lauderdale so I looked at what my Google Now said, and it changed from A13 to A33. I asked a desk person for some clarification and she said to trust my phone because the gates are always changing, so I walk all the way to A33, WHICH WAS QUITE THE DISTANCE, only to see the monitor's destination say MEXICO CITY. Later, I hear over the speaker that the flight to Los Angeles would be at gate A11, SO I HAD TO HAUL MY ASS BACKKK to near where I first started. By that time, I only had about 30 minutes left before being able to board my flight back home.
With all of the hours of sitting and unnecessary walking back and forth aside, I did get to see the overhaul of American Airlines with their new color scheme, font, and logo. I thought that looked really nice. The first plane I rode was the Boeing 737 which I think is the least fun to ride on because things for the passengers are so poorly laid out. There's no dedicated monitor for every seat and the power plugs for each chair was basically by the floor. It's almost hidden from sight like they don't want you to see it or use it. My ride back was way better because the plane was an Airbus 319 (I think but I remember the safety card stating a different number). Airbus is a French company compared to Boeing which is American. I feel like American designed anything is always lacking and feels less intuitive...heh.