Okay, okay. I've been eager to work with this company for a long time.
Dream company? Oh yeah.
They're the leading water treatment company in the world!
So my loving wife, patiently applied me for almost a year till they finally notice, or I guess they noticed it before, since I've been called and interviewed by different people from different location but of the same company. But just that. Calls, interview and nothing happened.
Well, I still move on. I keep on blogging. I keep on updating my stats on FB.
Until last week.
A French woman called me, introduce her name and position.
Human Resource Manager of this water treatment company.
Well, with charm and excellent answers to several questions asked,
I was told that the position is to lead a group of Filipino chemist in the lab.
I said I believe I can do the challenge.
she said she'll refer me to the HR Director.
That night, we prayed, me and my wife, and yes the baby too, fervently .
(she's mumbling words, and all we can barely hear and understand at the end is, 'Amen')
The next day, HR Director called, an American guy who knows quite too well the culture of Filipinos and who worked in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia previously and knows the Saudi way as well.
Then we discuss everything under the sun.
45 minutes of question and answer portion.
I was up on air. Well, this is my dream company.
We planned things smoothly.
The salary, oh the salary, my gulay the salary!
My visa, my family visa. How can we get there without going back to the Philippines?
My housing allowance. Great goodness!
It's double of my allowance now, but we might only get a room there!
I'm renting a flat here in KSA with 3 big rooms, a big living room and two bathrooms!
The car, oh the car. Will it be small, an SUV, GMC, or Yukon?
and it went out...
Well, not everything I like, or I want, but well, I dream to join this company.
So he asked what was my final say.
"Okay, so send me the contract and prepare me and my family's visa"
I wonder how they can do that in two weeks time.
...
then the next day, on its 3rd day, I received another call.
This time from a Technical Manager, that judging from the tone and accent of his voice he is either a pako or an itik. Middle Eastern OFW's knows who I mean.
Anyway, he introduced himself, and his position and asked if it is okay for me to be interviewed over the phone. I consented.
The first three question surprised me, I was totally aghast but managed to answer the question rightly and confidently.
"What is the difference between a turbidity meter and a pH meter?"
I answered him confidently the difference between the two.
"If there is a 1N H2SO4, and I have a 1ml Sulfuric dissolved in a 1.0 liter sample, how many percent of Sulfuric Acid is there in the solution?"
My totally surprised sensibilities felt nervous, and yet being a chemist for a dozen of years, gathered the data and solved in at the back of my head (because that time, I don't know where is my brain, haha)
I answered. He asked me back if I am sure. Yes, I am. And he neither said if I was right or wrong.
I did sensed that he was insecure or a bit inferior, and given the kind of question he was asking me, being a technical manager, and me on the process of being hired as a Technical Lab Superintendent, and currently as the QA Department Manager, the prospect of this 33 year old cute and kind Filipino guy is a bit scary. I hope I am wronged.
"If I have a sample and the pH is 18, what do you think of the sample?"
I answered that the solution must be very basic or alkaline, but that I haven't seen or known any sample to have a pH above 14.
Our discussion moves further. I asked him if there is a solution that the pH goes beyond 14, what could that be. I said I am asking politely because I honestly don't know.
The next several questions are too many, and I tried to answer them as best as I could, but sensing the motive, and the kind of tone in his voice, I deliberately fail to answer the last couple of questions he asked me.
My point?
If he is the kind of manager I will be working, I will be doomed.
I don't want a higher salary in the biggest company if my boss are determined to make me look like a fool, or worse if I am a threat to his position. I want joy in work, happiness, and opportunity for growth and self-respect.
That's why I asked in my Facebook one time, this question
Jebee Kenji Solis Ano ba ang mas okay? Mabait na amo pero maliit ang sweldo, or laging galit, walang alam, madaldal at palamurang amo pero kabang-kabang Riyal ang sahod mo? hehe
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