Changes…

In the past week my life has changed dramatically. I received a call from a company called BH Multicom, a jewelry manufacturer who happened to work with another company that I had interviewed with. The planner in question, a very sweet lady named Eva Pang, forwarded my information on to this company, when it was ascertained that they could not sponsor me for an H1B visa. God, how I hate that word…hahaha. In the past weeks and months it has become the bane of my existence, my nemesis, my archrival. But now I feel as though I have finally won, my search has not been in vain. I can stay in the United States, more importantly I can stay in New York City. I have a choice. But I am also wary of becoming to relaxed – there is much work ahead of me.

A phone call on July 11, left me in panic as they placed me on hold. I scrambled through my entire job search folder to determine exactly when and why I had applied to BH Multicom. When Benny, (who I later discovered is the President of the company!) came on the line, he assured me that I had not applied, but in fact had been referred by a client of theirs. He asked me if I was free that day and of course I said yes. What else did I have to do? Sit and pray and wait for an opportunity like this to land into my lap? Well it wasn’t quite that simple. I had two hours to prepare and I was in anything but interview mode. My suits were all crumpled and I could not find my iron. I tried using febreeze anti-wrinkling spray but to no avail. In twenty minutes I had tried on no less than three different outfits and made a trip down to Duane Reade in order to see if I could locate something to straighten up the mess my interview clothes were in. I had fallen into a bit of a slump – frustrated by strange interviews and jobs I didn’t want.

I clambered into a cab, with barely enough time to make it. The cab driver was extremely talkative and proceeded to interrogate me as if to get to the bottom of exactly who I was and why I was there. He then told me all about him and informed me when we were passing through restaurant row and then when we were passing through Little Brazil. After the grand tour of 46th street he encouraged me to be more confident before dropping me off in front.

The interview was fairly simple. They seemed very nice – a Persian family-owned business. They decided to try me out for a few days and then make a decision. Since then my life has been a whirlwind of changes and excitement. There is so much going on and I suddenly feel a part of something bigger, something to work towards, something to attain.

And that is the greatest feeling of all.