My Interview at Whirlpool
The day had finally arrived. After days of anticipation, I was set to attend a job interview at Whirlpool. My nerves were a mix of excitement and anxiety as I prepared myself for the event. I woke up early, got dressed in professional attire, and made sure I had multiple copies of my resume. At around 8:00 AM, I got into my car and drove to the main Whirlpool building, feeling a surge of nervous energy as I approached the parking lot. The event was set to begin at 8:30 AM, and I wanted to make sure I was punctual and well-prepared for the day ahead.
As I entered the building, I was met with a bustling scene—dozens of people, all seemingly eager and anxious, just like me. I made my way to the check-in station, where I was handed a name tag after providing my information. Wearing it felt official, as though I had taken my first step into a new phase of my life. The room I entered was large and filled with over forty people, all waiting for their turn to interview. I found a seat and took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. The atmosphere was tense but charged with opportunity.
After about forty minutes, my name was called for my first interview. This was for a position in the model shop, and as I walked into the interview room, I could feel my hands slightly shaking. The interviewer greeted me warmly, but as soon as the questions started, my nerves got the best of me. I had practiced my responses beforehand, yet when faced with real questions, I froze on a few. My mind went blank, and despite my efforts to regain composure, I knew I looked slightly nervous. Though I answered as best as I could, I left the room feeling uncertain about my performance.
Back in the waiting area, I tried to shake off my anxiety. I talked with a few other applicants, sharing experiences and words of encouragement. It helped ease my mind and gave me a sense of camaraderie among the candidates. After about thirty minutes, my name was called again for my second interview. This time, I was more prepared. My nerves had settled, and I was determined to do better than before. The second interview went more smoothly—I asked the interviewers a few questions about the company and the role, and I was able to answer their questions more confidently. I left the room feeling much better about my performance.
Once the interviews were over, we were all given a lunch break. It was a relief to sit down, relax, and reflect on the experience. The entire event lasted around three hours, but it felt like a much longer journey filled with emotional highs and lows. After lunch, I returned to school, exhausted but proud of myself for stepping out of my comfort zone and tackling the challenge head-on. Whether or not I got the job, I knew this experience was invaluable. It taught me resilience, the importance of preparation, and the confidence to face future interviews with greater assurance.
After 3 weeks I got word that I did not get any position I applied for. It did not surprise me at all, 40 other people, I had a 2.5% of getting it anyway.
The day had finally arrived. After days of anticipation, I was set to attend a job interview at Whirlpool. My nerves were a mix of excitement and anxiety as I prepared myself for the event. I woke up early, got dressed in professional attire, and made sure I had multiple copies of my resume. At around 8:00 AM, I got into my car and drove to the main Whirlpool building, feeling a surge of nervous energy as I approached the parking lot. The event was set to begin at 8:30 AM, and I wanted to make sure I was punctual and well-prepared for the day ahead.
As I entered the building, I was met with a bustling scene—dozens of people, all seemingly eager and anxious, just like me. I made my way to the check-in station, where I was handed a name tag after providing my information. Wearing it felt official, as though I had taken my first step into a new phase of my life. The room I entered was large and filled with over forty people, all waiting for their turn to interview. I found a seat and took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. The atmosphere was tense but charged with opportunity.
After about forty minutes, my name was called for my first interview. This was for a position in the model shop, and as I walked into the interview room, I could feel my hands slightly shaking. The interviewer greeted me warmly, but as soon as the questions started, my nerves got the best of me. I had practiced my responses beforehand, yet when faced with real questions, I froze on a few. My mind went blank, and despite my efforts to regain composure, I knew I looked slightly nervous. Though I answered as best as I could, I left the room feeling uncertain about my performance.
Back in the waiting area, I tried to shake off my anxiety. I talked with a few other applicants, sharing experiences and words of encouragement. It helped ease my mind and gave me a sense of camaraderie among the candidates. After about thirty minutes, my name was called again for my second interview. This time, I was more prepared. My nerves had settled, and I was determined to do better than before. The second interview went more smoothly—I asked the interviewers a few questions about the company and the role, and I was able to answer their questions more confidently. I left the room feeling much better about my performance.
Once the interviews were over, we were all given a lunch break. It was a relief to sit down, relax, and reflect on the experience. The entire event lasted around three hours, but it felt like a much longer journey filled with emotional highs and lows. After lunch, I returned to school, exhausted but proud of myself for stepping out of my comfort zone and tackling the challenge head-on. Whether or not I got the job, I knew this experience was invaluable. It taught me resilience, the importance of preparation, and the confidence to face future interviews with greater assurance.
After 3 weeks I got word that I did not get any position I applied for. It did not surprise me at all, 40 other people, I had a 2.5% of getting it anyway.