Of existential issues

The emotionally mature adult can face up to the complexity and evil of the world. He can bear knowing that he is ignorant. He is content to achieve that which is within his reach. What is possible contents him, even when it falls short of the apparent ideal. No longer so sure of all the answers, or even whether there are answers, he is too busy working to achieve his reasonable goals to torment himself with such overwhelming questions.

We must be grateful, however, that some people cannot escape asking such questions, and seeking answers, for the results of those enterprises have sometimes been great literature, philosophy, theology - to our immeasurable profit.

Truth be told, I'd rather go hiking.

Interview

Today I went for my very first proper job interview, for a place in an MNC.

Long, odd hours. But decent pay, and perks such as free drinks and casual clothes.

Probably one of the few times I was aware that I did not have any SPM certification or SAT or what have you.

"SPM cert?"

"Er...no, as you can see I was a homeschooler and took a different route, and went to a college that accepted homeschoolers. But I have a diploma, as you can see..."

"Ah...yes."

I got to the second round. It seems as long as you have a diploma (or degree), they don't care.

Typing test. I was the fastest among them all. Ha.

Final interview.

"So when can you start work?"

"Uh...I was thinking..."

"?"

"Could you put me on hold?"

So there. I went for a job that I wanted but then at the last minute had second thoughts (because, truth be told, I was considering a nicer one). So essentially I went for an interview for a job that I didn't want.

I was disinterested throughout while a guy near me was hyperventilating.

I felt bad, wasting their time. So I made sure to thank them for that. But then they wasted two hours of my time, too. Told me to come at 1, started at 3.

Either way, it was good practice. Heh.