Something that I have to forgive myself for happened a few years ago. I was still not married yet and was dead bored doing my day job that time. Ok, let's just say at that time I was frantically looking for other job because I was kinda demotivated and need a breath of fresh air desperately.
Anyway I got this interview at Bank Negara to be a curator which honestly I myself don't know why would they need a curator there because I thought curator only works at museum or art gallery. I was psyched of course so I did a little bit of background homework on Bank Negara a little bit to prepare myself for the interview.
The interview went kinda okay lah and I thought I did mediocrely but somehow I scrapped through to the second interview. I was really dead nervous for the second interview and there were around 10 candidates at that time, and I was the last one.
When they called me in, I got up and went into the interview room. There were like nearly 10 panels there looking at me expectantly. After a bit of 'tell me more about yourself' question they ask me something about Macromedia Flash. But guess what was my answer?
Yep, I answered nothing and was doing my muka senyum kambing and blushing furiously. I don't even know why I suddenly freezed and my brain stopped working. My brain must hate working at Bank Negara.
I remember the patronizing and disgusted look that those panels keep giving me and well, if my brain stopped working suddenly in the middle of interview, what am I supposed to do? Haha. Anyway the interview went by quite fast around 10 minutes or so and as expected, I don't get the job.
It's not the fact that I don't get a job at Bank Negara that is so hard for me to forgive. But it was the fact that I can't answer the damn question. After exiting from the interview my brain suddenly popped up with lots of answers that I can't even think during that interview. But then maybe Allah has other plan for me and it's kinda blessing in disguise though it's kinda embarassing.
By the way, I would like to thank friends, families and strangers who have been wishing me happy birthday. It's my last year in my 20s and I was kinda dreading turning the big 3-0! Since I got married, usually we take a trip somewhere to celebrate my birthday but I guess this year is spent at home with another bundle of joy. So thank you all for the love, prayers and wishes!