I started my first job a couple of weeks after my first interview. It was a cashier position at a Chinese bakery. The bakery was situated inside a small Chinese shopping center my family frequented.
A few days after my interview at the chiropractor, my
parents said that I should take initiates and call to
follow-up. I took their advice and was told that the office would contact me
once a decision had been reached. I didn't think they were going to hire me. My parents simply told me that a job was not going to just land in my lap. If I wanted a job, I would have to actively look for one. My father said that I had to learn to be braver and more thick-skinned. He said a "no" should not be a discouragement, it should be a driving force for me to try even harder until I get a "yes."
A couple of days later, while we were shopping at the Chinese supermarket, I saw a "hiring" sign. It belonged to the bakery. I pretended to walk by its window very nonchalantly several times. Each time taking a quick glimpse of the sign, trying to see what its requirements were. "No experience required" and "weekend hours," yay, I qualified!
I ran up to my mom, who was picking out Chinese movies from a video store nearby. I told my mom about the hiring sign and its requirements. My mom told me, "What are you waiting for? Go ask for an application! I will wait for you here." That was all I needed from her. I didn't need any encouragement nor reassurance. I already knew I should get a job, I just needed a firm nudge from her.
I walked up to a man who was wiping down a glass display case in the bakery. Remembering my mom telling me that no one would want to hire someone who was shy and unsure, I tried to sound pleasant and enthusiastic. Stuttering a little, I asked him if he knew how I could get an application. He told me he was the manager and asked me about my job experience and availability. My heart was racing, but I forced myself to stay calm, answer clearly, and avoid any unnecessary body gestures. He then gave me an application and told me to bring it back. I took the application and tried my best to walk out casually, in reality, I just wanted to make a bee line for our car.
I returned the next day to drop off my application. The manager happened to be free. He looked over my application and asked me when I was able to start. I told him anytime. I landed my first job!
Life is full of surprises. Right after I got hired by the bakery, I received a phone call from the chiropractor. She wanted to hire me. I told her I already accepted another job. She asked me where it was. I told her I was going to be a cashier at a bakery. She said her office was better suited for me and offered to pay me more. I told her I couldn't go back on my words. She insisted a couple more times. I thanked her for her offer, but I couldn't do it. In my mind, it was easier to turn her down, than to go back on my words with the bakery. Doing so would not rest well with my conscience.