I am known as a dog lover for as long as I can remember, and it is funny to think that I used to be afraid of dogs.
When I was a child - about 4 years old - I would accompany my elder sister to her tutor's place for tuition. There was this huge dog that would sleep right in front of the stairs, and it was the only dreadful thing in my life at that time. My neighbour had 2 German Shepherds way before they bought a silky terrier, and those two ferocious looking giants were about the only dogs that I had interacted with. The interaction simply means the two of them barking and staring at me from behind the window, and me looking at them from the other end. I guess that explains my fear.
And there were these two little doggies my auntie used to own before the arrival of her child. Maltese, if I am not mistaken. I vividly remember those two little terrors were brought over to my house one day, unleashed. I was running for my life while the two of them chased after me. Hopped onto my mom's (or someone's) legs and cried. But surprisingly, after that incident, I was no longer afraid of them furballs, regardless of their sizes. In fact, I started to love them!
Weekends were spent watching any dog-related shows on Animal Planet, and bugged my parents for one. It is surprisingly easy for me to recognise the different dog breeds and their traits. I don't remember memorising history to be that swift. Lol. And well, I was really interested in animals after all the Animal Planet watching; I wanted to get a diploma in Veterinary Sciences! But I was stopped by my parents, and got my current diploma. The only way I comforted myself was that I didn't do well enough to be eligible for that course. And even though I still watch lots of Animal Planet throughout these years, I have actually forgotten about my passion for animals. It sort of became something unachievable; a dream that I can only......dream.
Two days ago, I came across this job advertisement for the position as a Veterinary Assistant. I knew immediately that I had to apply for this job, no matter how tough it's gonna be. To my pleasant surprise, the clinic do not mind candidates without experience! I applied, thinking that I would never get a reply because they will obviously pick someone with relevant experiences to save the trouble. However, I got an email yesterday stating that I was to be interviewed! Oh, the joy!!!! Was really nervous the entire night, thinking of all the possible ways to ace the interview. Did lots of research on the clinic and the vet as well.
I went for the interview just now. It was okay; I really tried my best. The vet was nice too, like what people mentioned in the reviews of the clinic. Now that I'm back home, I realise how I really, really, really want the job. I am so scared I'll receive an email stating that they found a better candidate. :(
I guess this is where my interest really lies.
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