Tuesday, February 28, 2017

[Patience is a Virtue, So is Respect!]

I have been at GrubHub 5 months and one day. *insert celebration music*

Wow - I survived the thick of it. Or so I think I have. I would love for GrubHub to hire me, but if fate has it that GrubHub's Driver Recruitment & Retention Team (soon to be renamed the Driver Network Team, DNO for short) does not want me, I can not change that. I have given it my all per the usual for me. I have shown them my skills, poured my heart into my work, been diligent, focused and friendly. I have not made enemies and I have asked questions to better my knowledge and become a great asset. In the end, I believe I presented myself as an ideal candidate - and if that is not enough, there was not more I could give.

I dedicated myself to the social committee, despite the "committee" idea from our manager never coming to fruition. I have taken the initiative in more ways than this, and I have been a follower when required. I have exhibited professionalism, leadership qualities, diligence and shown quality work. Do I mess up? Absolutely. Is this an environment that will blow it out of proportion the first time? No! In fact, the first few times (before Lani Chee left) I made mistakes and Brendon Marsh (acting as an ad hoc team lead) or Lani brought it to my attention and I immediately freaked out because a thousand things went through my mind. I was not aware of the environment I was working in - mistakes happen, let it not happen more than once is the motto. The mistakes we brought to my attention (some due to lack of training or know how) and nobody harped on it - but me, haa! 

Saturday, December 31, 2016

[Photo Timeout: Old Memories to Start Off a New Year]

I sent this text to a few friends...

How do I ring in the new year each year? By sending out this text to a select few friends. I want to play this fun game. I'm curious what your favorite memory with me was this year. I'll do the same! Keep in mind (no pressure) I will be posting this on my personal site. I use it to keep track of life and I want to save these snapshots of life forever. Thank you for being such an influence on me in 2016! It means so much having your friendship and support. Cheers as we enter 2017!

...and these are the replies!

*Declassified Confidential*

Sunday, December 18, 2016

[Reflections of a Year]

“You never know beforehand what people are capable of, you have to wait, give it time, it's time that rules, time is our gambling partner on the other side of the table and it holds all the cards of the deck in its hand, we have to guess the winning cards of life, our lives.” -José Saramago

A year ago this time, I was 2 months into a new adventure. You can read about that here. And then on Februrary 26, 2016, that adventure abruptly ended. Click here for a recap of that.

All caught up? If you are not, the rest of this will make no sense.

Friday, December 2, 2016

[A Series of Interview: Part Two]

This is a follow up to "A Series of Interviews" from a few months ago. Over the summer, I had one last whoop-de-do with a professor turned dear friend as we worked together on her last production before leaving the state.

But at the same time, I still interviewed and met with recruiters. I took every opportunity I could to use connections from friends and online postings. I utilized 3 different job posting sites and met with just about anyone that would take a meeting with me, while still being selective.

I went on 1 bad interview, the person clearly should not be interviewing people. This was on September 1, 2016. When I say this interview was bad, I mean a train-wreck. The person interviewing me clearly was not comfortable interviewing me. He led me to an interview room—and by interview room I mean a conference room that housed two tables that rocked back and forth put together and about 10 broken and very very scummy looking used desk chairs. The one that was prepared on the far end (where he pointed for me to sit) was a special kind of broken. The one I sat in had a broke left arm rest and instead of being vertical, it was horizontal. Adapt Abe—c'mon, do it! He asked if I wanted water or anything else before we started and I asked for a cup of water. He excused himself—this was my chance to switch my chair, but the space was so tight, would I be caught in an unusual position, so I decided to suffer—he returned with a cup less than halfway filled with lukewarm water.