I Need to Get a Job!

After graduating from Le Moyne, it took me three years to get a job while helping in my father's construction business. But I immediately took the job first offered to me. A classmate of mine decided to call me a few days after their disbursing officer resigned from their job. It wasn't what I wanted but its better than waiting for an offer or traveling around looking for a better job.

My classmate, Jerri trained me for a week on how to enter data on Spreadsheet Template so I can make my first job in releasing employee salaries on their payday.

Since Jerri is in charge of the operations, I was generally left in the office, busy with finance paperwork, while his father, Samuel sometimes visits me for a short chat concerning how they generate jobs from delivering items.

Jerri's tall stature is in sharp contrast with his father, who is rather stocky and a bit burly ginger-bearded guy and you'll wonder how on earth he's the father of a basketball player tall son. The answer of course was the tall mother, who at times frequents the office. It was Jerri's mother who thought that I would look better on a modeling ramp than on a quaint finance office.

That idea stayed on my head for six months until a Filipino relative asked for a full body picture of mine, in professional attire, in casual and rugged attire and of course my swimsuit (in swimming trunks only).

I called that particular Filipino relative of mine. "What was that request for?"

"Grabe naman ang accent mo, napaka-American talaga!"

"You didn't answer me Cynthia, why the hell do you want me to send full body shots in formal, casual, rugged and swimsuit attire?"

"Friends man tayo sa Facebook diba? Gwapo ka talaga even by Filipino standards. Baka lang pwede, who knows?"

"I have Instagram posts of me, you can choose the one you like, maybe tag them. Isn't that enough?"

"Wala ka bang rugged o swimsuit?"

"I have none. If there's none, so be it."

"Ay, sayang! May kilala kasi akong talent scout dito sa Pinoy Broadcasting Network. Feel ko baka type nila ang dating mo, kasi nga clean looking pero medyo rugged din."

"I'm on my job right now."

"Ay oo nga pala! Consider mo lang din mag-instagram na rugged at swim suit. Sanay ka naman sa mga photoshoots."

"I'll think about it. Bye."

So, I had to rudely hang the line for my distant cousin.

That night however, I decided to take a picture of me wearing my favorite rugged jeans wearing no shirt at all, not even bothering to shave any of my hair, and took a selfie of me wearing only my swimming trunk I front of our full-sized mirror in the shower room. I even decided to look a bit wet, again unshaven look.

I then shared the pictures. Then I slept much later after watching a movie in that fledgling streaming service called Netflix.