It started when I was getting my phone replaced at Orange. I had to wait for quite a while while they did paper work in the back, so I chatted with Ness, another employee. She told me that her friend works at Jigsaw and that they just had someone leave and need a new employee. I said, "Why not? Might as well give it a shot." So, she texted her friend and told him I'm cool. Good to make connections with anybody, I realize. Well, I printed out my CV and filled out an application. Andrei called me and set up an interview after speaking with me briefly at the store.
Tuesday morning, the day of the interview. The day before I bought some new trousers and black shoes (they don't wear khakis here at all). So, all spiffed up, I headed to Bond Street, feeling confident but nonetheless undeserving of the job. Oh well, if you really act like you know what you're doing, you should be fine, right? Well, I guess that worked out.
on my way to the interviewThe interview started with a chat about who I am and what my goals are and why I came over to London. All of that was cool. Then came "The Challenge." Andrei gave me a hypothetical situation: a woman comes in who is going to a wedding in the afternoon and needs something chic to wear. Wow. I'm not a fashion adviser, but I knew I had to try this out or I wouldn't get it. I went around the store, picking up this and that. I got a flowy dress and a small top, some nice sandals and a cool necklace.
But, that wasn't quite enough (or a good choice?). Andrei told me to really let my imagination run wild. The second time around, employees noticed what I was doing, and they would give me little hints. It was really cool how they all helped out. "Don't pick up anything on sale." "Get lots of accessories (and the most expensive ones)." "That purse is almost 400 pounds." Basically, I needed to just choose tons of stuff, the more the merrier, and the more the pricier.
This time, Andrei was a little more pleased. We chatted a little bit more, and he asked me some more questions. I didn't quite understand all of the payment stuff he told me, but I think I'll be making a nice amount. He said if he chose me, he'd be generous and treat me pretty well. Fine with me. Help the American gain pounds.
So, I got it. Later that night, Andrei called me and said he wanted to offer me the position. It's going to be interesting. I know he's taking a chance on me, so I'm going to have to be impressive. I'm going to get some fashion magazines and study what's in right now. I'm also going to have to go shopping for some new outfits because my current wardrobe might not cut it.
Partnered with this job-gaining excitement was/is the impending need for our own flat. Matt and I met a girl named Maggie, and she's wonderful. A fellow BUNAC-er, she is from Washington, D. C. She's also an English major and recent graduate. So, we're looking for three-bedroom flats to rent. It's so stressful. We took the tube out to see a flat, and it was alright, but we found out this morning that it might now be the best, so we're crossing that off. Now, we're just setting up appointments and visiting flats. Hopefully it will work out soon.
Echoing past remarks, I just want to settle in. Have my own room, the internet, all of those simple pleasure. Yesterday was overwhelming, and I found myself asking those inevitable questions: "Am I crazy for doing this? What was I thinking? Should I just go home?" Well, those kind of sentiments become magnified when you're feeling stressed. They've washed away since yesterday. I'll update this again when I have a flat and I'm cozy.
But, that wasn't quite enough (or a good choice?). Andrei told me to really let my imagination run wild. The second time around, employees noticed what I was doing, and they would give me little hints. It was really cool how they all helped out. "Don't pick up anything on sale." "Get lots of accessories (and the most expensive ones)." "That purse is almost 400 pounds." Basically, I needed to just choose tons of stuff, the more the merrier, and the more the pricier.
This time, Andrei was a little more pleased. We chatted a little bit more, and he asked me some more questions. I didn't quite understand all of the payment stuff he told me, but I think I'll be making a nice amount. He said if he chose me, he'd be generous and treat me pretty well. Fine with me. Help the American gain pounds.
So, I got it. Later that night, Andrei called me and said he wanted to offer me the position. It's going to be interesting. I know he's taking a chance on me, so I'm going to have to be impressive. I'm going to get some fashion magazines and study what's in right now. I'm also going to have to go shopping for some new outfits because my current wardrobe might not cut it.
Partnered with this job-gaining excitement was/is the impending need for our own flat. Matt and I met a girl named Maggie, and she's wonderful. A fellow BUNAC-er, she is from Washington, D. C. She's also an English major and recent graduate. So, we're looking for three-bedroom flats to rent. It's so stressful. We took the tube out to see a flat, and it was alright, but we found out this morning that it might now be the best, so we're crossing that off. Now, we're just setting up appointments and visiting flats. Hopefully it will work out soon.
Echoing past remarks, I just want to settle in. Have my own room, the internet, all of those simple pleasure. Yesterday was overwhelming, and I found myself asking those inevitable questions: "Am I crazy for doing this? What was I thinking? Should I just go home?" Well, those kind of sentiments become magnified when you're feeling stressed. They've washed away since yesterday. I'll update this again when I have a flat and I'm cozy.
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