Monday, 30 April 2012

i'm flying over you

I can't believe how quickly a month has gone by. It was 4 weeks ago that I was sitting there, in my living room, feeling summery, with ___, and finding out I had been invited to this assessment day. I feel nervous, but not in the same way I usually get before other job interviews. I am more excited than nervous, but the nerves are natural. But this is it now. I am going for a job that I really want, a career, something that could change my life. I want this for so many reasons. I want to travel the world. I want my parents to be really proud of me instead of just proud of me. I want to prove to myself that I am confident and I can do something. I want to change who I am and become a better person.

I have been preparing for it in every way possible: I have researched the history, the aircrafts used, and the actual job I am going for. I have researched what is going to happen during the assessment, the questions I'm going to be asked, and the answers I'm going to give; perfect, precise, not hesitant. The group work and the presentation, it's all about how you are interacting with others, and the room. Eye contact, smiles. I've been practicing the pyschometric tests...sort of. I've been reading whatever I can get my hands on, bounding around the room, practicing my answers, my stance, my pronunciation, making announcements, welcome aboard this British Airways flight to... wherever I wanna bid for.

I am excited, I want to just do it now. I want to meet people now, I want to go in there and do it. I've had the last 4 days booked off to prepare for this, and now I'm just itching to get it done and see what it's all about. It might not work out, who knows. If I don't get it, then I believe it was for a good reason, because I have prepared enough for it. I would be disappointed if I didn't get it from not preparing, because you already know you've lost your chance. This has been on my mind for nearly 6 weeks.

And I have such a good incentive and motivation. If I don't get this one, I might try another. I might move to Manchester. I might want to base myself somewhere completely new. From this one simple job application I have been given a new perspective, and now I feel I am on a definite mission. I just cant wait to put on my new suit, red tie, and go down to Heathrow and show them what I can do.

so wish me luck. because if you're any friend of mine, you're going to entertain the idea of discount plane tickets...aren't you?

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