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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Promoter

I had always wanted to be a promoter (crew member at Disneyland came in first) for a vacation job. They are often seen as young, fun-loving, charismatic and neatly groom. At roadshows, their colleagues were mostly of their age, pretty face too. In addition, they get paid to talk. At least it beats mundane admin job. So there you go, a promoter job I got.

Quick enough, I realise it wasn't as glamorous as perceived. This job that I got require some hard selling and target to be met. It was quite stressful for me when I started off. I often felt dejected when I got rejected, a feeling that I was a scum of the society. Although I learn not to brood over it, the fear still persist.

Good thing was that, so far, my supervisor had been encouraging. I hate to be told off. The working hours is also relatively flexible (I am able to take break for holiday and choose the day off) and short. Although earn not much due to short hour, the income is sufficient. What I enjoy the most was talking with friends.

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Monday, April 06, 2009
Three day roadshow

I was immerse with joy during the roadshow. It was the rare few times where I was paid to have fun. Job scope was easy, no pressure. I was also assign the easiest job, or that what I believe. The task was to distribute brochures, fans, balloons or tote bags near the entrance under the shade. The geographic location assign was good as the blazing sun was avoided and I could interact with the promoters nearby. The whole experience make me rekindle the camp feeling, tiring and dreadful but at the same time able to interact and make new friends.

What I dread the most was the supervisor. He always carry "money can make wonders" attitude. Threatening us with pay deduction for every late arrivals and immediate sacked for eating ice cream. Although I don't mind the later for someone else had to feed me instead. He give me the feeling that we were treated like dirt, like some inferior being.

Another thing I came across was the hostility from the girls. For the very first time, I was definite that they do not belong to the CHIJ family. For the first time, I see the difference clearly. They were less spunky and energetic. More importantly, less caring and loving. When I need a favour, they do not make the effort to help, claiming that they were tired. This will never happen if IJ girls were around.

Aside that, I was glad my cousin came to accompany me. I was glad that I could bully some guys to do my work. Glad to make new friends =)

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Jocelyn
23rd June 1989

Objective:

To be someone who know what she wants, preferbly with status, and work hard to attain sense of achievement

Long term goal:

To be an educator

Short term goal:

Good grades
To be satisfied
To be small but vital