The whole interview process in Qatar

The whole interview process in Qatar

I clicked on the website and found that only Qatar Airways was recruiting flight attendants. Where is Qatar? "If you don't know about internal affairs, ask Baidu, and if you don't know about foreign affairs, ask Google. "It turns out that Qatar is a small country in the Middle East that was once a British colony and was only established in the 1970s, so its official language is English and its first language is Arabic. I continued to look down, it is a Muslim country, believe in Islam, gambling, drinking, and eating pork are not allowed. Also, a man can have up to four wives at the same time, but a woman can only marry one husband. Oh my God, the desert country must be short of water and vegetables, and there is no food and wine, so what fun is there in life?

It is said on the Internet that the country is rich in oil. If the world Oil is likened to a frying pan. This is the position directly opposite the bottom of the pan. Therefore, per capita GDP ranks first in the world. Education, medical care, water and electricity are all free, and houses are provided by the government. Even the poorest locals have their own homes. There will also be two cars and a foreign nanny. I don’t understand, since the wealth is so bubbling, why haven’t I heard of it?

I continued to read on. Al Jazeera? The one that often broadcasts news about Bin Laden? It turns out that the famous Al Jazeera is owned by Qatar. I have been interested in the media since I was a child. I wanted to be a host when I was a child. My appetite was immediately whetted. I also saw the attractive slogan and deadline in the job advertisement that I could fly to "more than 60 destination countries". It happened to be today, so I immediately submitted a resume online.

Two days later I received a call asking me to go to a hotel in Jianguomen for an interview. I put on formal clothes and went without makeup. To be clear, not wearing makeup is not because I forgot to put on makeup, but in my opinion, I look better without makeup.

There was a traffic jam on the road, and I was so anxious that I wanted to run over. When I rushed out of the taxi as quickly as possible, I found a long queue at the door of the hotel. I asked one of the girls what they were doing, and she said, "It's an interview, get in line." I breathed a sigh of relief. This is the first time in my life that I have seen this kind of interview like rushing to a temple fair.

At this time, a Chinese staff member wearing a badge came out and counted 20 people to go in. Those behind had to wait. Two hours later, I was finally led in. I guessed the format of the interview. I heard that the flight attendant interview also had a physical aspect. I imagined 20 people standing in a row, with other people's eyes scanning me here and there. , and then the scene of being sentenced to the next level. I laughed to myself and searched for the examiner slowly, but I didn't find anyone who looked like an examiner. I also saw a Chinese staff member sitting behind a table counting money. I was just wondering when the staff member who led us in spoke. It turned out that today was not an interview. It was just a matter of checking the resume and photo one by one to see if it was the person I was. After paying another 50 yuan registration fee, I could leave and come back for the preliminary test tomorrow. It’s too famous, do you think we are monkeys? Wasting a whole morning just to register and pay the registration fee? I couldn’t help but criticize this interview, it was so unprofessional.

The next day, I deliberately let my hair loose and went there wearing jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt. That was my silent declaration. Isn’t it just a flight attendant interview? What’s so great about it! I am confident enough in my English and interview skills, and I think that with my abilities, I am more than capable of being a flight attendant. Even if I don't pass the exam, I won't lose my status. I'm just here to have fun.

The hall is full of people, all young handsome men and beautiful women, making a lot of noise. The girls were all dressed in formal attire with their hair tied up, while the boys were all in suits and ties. I'm like an outlier. There was a tall girl among them who stood out very much because she looked a lot like Gong Li. She was chatting with the people around her, exuding an irresistible charm. Next to her stood a handsome guy slightly shorter than her, holding a women's bag. At this time, a staff member came out to take roll call, and all 50 people in the first batch of preliminary examinations arrived. Then a man and a woman from Qatar Airways introduced themselves. The man was from France and the woman was from South Africa. The man was obviously gay, and he pouted from time to time, making people laugh.

We watched short films about Qatar and Qatar Airways, took a simple English written test, and then were divided into four groups to start group discussions.

We were in a group of 13 people. Each of us had a number hanging around his neck and sat in a circle. This reminded me of the Miss So-and-so contest, except we didn’t put the numbers on our waists, and we didn’t need to wear swimsuits. Everyone else looked like they were up for the challenge, but I just thought it was fun and thought it was the beginning of a game. My usual approach is: the more someone creates tension for you, the more you treat them as if they are nothing.

The male examiner said: "Now you discuss what difficulties you will encounter in Qatar and write them down." He put a notebook and a pen on the ground in the center of the circle without saying anything. Rules turned around and returned to his seat.

I often lead students to discuss issues in the training center. Organizing such a topic is a piece of cake. While everyone was hesitating, I quickly and leadership-wise picked up the pen and paper. The moment I returned to my seat, my mind was racing. How should I speak? The opening statement was crucial. I knew that I was already the organizer and had taken the initiative, and no need to be strong anymore, so I sat down and spoke in English with a smile. : "Let me take notes for everyone, and we can start."

I am very satisfied with the phrase "take notes for everyone" that I suddenly came up with. This is the art of leadership, and it is obviously a leader , but also sincerely pretend to be humble and make people convinced. Of course no one would attack someone who serves themselves.

I naturally went on to say another one, language barrier, it couldn’t be simpler. As soon as I finished speaking, a girl immediately said: "The environment is difficult, Qatar is very hot." I smiled and nodded to her, and quickly wrote it down, but I was thinking in my heart, my English is very good, but you are too impatient. Others began to rush in to join in. I wrote down one by one, trying to make the fonts clearer and the format more beautiful in the shortest possible time, while still summarizing.

There were two girls sitting next to me who never spoke. It must be because they were nervous or their English was not good, so they didn’t dare to speak up and compete with others. I am the "leader", how can I not give the "weak" a chance? But since I am the "weak", I can only encourage first and then motivate. I joked: "Silence is acquiescence, so you agree with what everyone said?" One of the girls said one word very gratefully: "Yes!" After the other girl agreed with a smile, she went on to say that she might think Home. I said with certainty: "Completely agree!" I wrote it down.

I know all this is seen by the examiners, but I am a superb actor and am completely absorbed in the play without even looking at them. After talking about more than a dozen difficulties, I saw that no one seemed to be able to think of any more, so I said, "We can stop discussing the difficulties here. If we need to add anything, we can ask for it at any time. Now I will repeat the results of the discussion just now." "I read through all the difficulties I wrote down. No one asked me to do this. I just wanted to show off my English while showing my logic and professionalism. After reading it, I asked if anyone needed anything to add, but no one spoke. Instead of placing my notebook and pen back on the floor, I handed them to the examiner. The examiner looked at my record and said thank you. His voice was very soft, but I understood that it was praise.

Next, the examiner placed the notebook and pen in the middle of the circle and said, "You guys discuss how to solve these problems." Then he left as before.

I have completely proven my ability. If I continue to be strong, I will be in a state of despair. So, I wanted to give the opportunity to others, but no one moved. I'm secretly happy that they no longer have confidence. I whispered to the girl next to me: "Come on, it'll be okay." She said she was a little scared, and then the girl who spoke English very well picked up a pen and paper. As I expected, she spoke English very fluently, but she deliberately spoke very fast, as fast as a rap. I almost reminded her to speak slower. The more you try to show off, the more nervous you will appear. More importantly, don’t forget that you are applying for a flight attendant who is friendly and friendly. I know she has lost. I slowly became an active participant and cooperated with everyone in the discussion. The atmosphere was obviously not as lively as before. Finally, the girl also gave her notebook and pen to the examiner.

After the question was over, we all sat in silence, not knowing what to play next. I looked at other people’s faces. Some were looking down in thought, some were frowning, and the girl next to me seemed very annoyed.

The male and female examiners were discussing quietly on the side, and the female examiner said: "No. 4 stays, the others can go." No. 4 is me.

I stayed there, and the female examiner said that I passed the preliminary exam, and I gave her a huge smile. It turned out that I was the only one left in this group of 13 people. She asked me to stand on the scale to measure my weight and height, and I needed to take off my shoes. When I squatted down and took off my shoes, my hair fell down to my chest. She said, "Pull up your hair and show me." I grabbed my hair and looked at her with a confident smile. She said, "You look better with your hair tied." After saying that, we all laughed. I know that my smile has been imprinted in her mind. She asked me to come back for the retest next Monday. I had to wear formal clothes, make-up, and have my hair tied up. I happily said: "OK!"

Later, I went to the re-examination, wearing my favorite aqua blue skirt and white high heels, put on makeup, and put my hair up, with everyone paying attention all the way. Arrive at the examination room. The re-examination was conducted by two examiners against one candidate. As soon as I entered the door, I heard the exaggerated voice of the South African female examiner: "Oh! The dress is so beautiful!" I said thank you sweetly.

I am often called the "face tyrant". No matter how difficult the interview is, how big the company is, or how high the examiner's position is, as long as I am given a chance to speak, I will definitely make them believe that I am The most suitable candidate, I would be a loss to the company.

I passed the re-examination smoothly, and soon I got the job notice and physical examination form.

After a month of complicated work, I finally signed a three-year contract. The contract stipulates that the company will deduct 10% of the salary every month for the first two years and continue to deduct it for two years. If we resign within two years, the deducted money will not be refunded. After two years of employment, all the money deducted will be refunded. It will be returned to us in one lump sum, saying that this is a guarantee for training a flight attendant. In other words, it is only fair that after the company has trained us, we should serve the company for at least two years. I have no objection, I like fairness. ;