You Don’t Want a Dream Job, Not Now and Not Ever
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In 2014, I toured the streets of Bonifacio Global City for the first time. I was on the hunt for my first job back when job hunting involved submitting resumes to receptionists or security guards. The buildings, then, were newly constructed, bright, and shiny beneath the heat. Their impossible heights dwarfed my confidence.
Over the years, BGC would attract hip stores with foreign-sounding names like Muji, Uniqlo, and Zara and restaurants like Din Tai Fung, Shake Shack, and Wildflour. BGC’s popular street, Bonifacio High Street, was aptly named. It is a street high in price, a neighborhood that attracts young and fresh talent from old cities and far-flung provinces. BGC is the richer and snob cousin of Manila and Makati.
On that job-hunting day, I wore the basics. Pink long sleeves, a black skirt, and my college pumps. My look was supposed to be sharp and snappy. But if you live in a tropical country like the Philippines, you will be amazed at how heat can quickly destroy your composure. By noon, I was sweating, hungry, and ready to chuck my two-inch-heeled pumps into the passing Toyotas and Mitsubishis.
