The Australian Hotel Association Interview – Mad Chaos: March 24, 1998

Positive Vibes From Australian Hotel Association

Good news for this day of Tuesday.  I might have the job I’ve wanted and have been waiting for working with “Australian Hotel Associations” where I will be the trainee for their office work.  The job pays trainee wages and is a beginner’s position, but if I do get the position I’ll be wrapped.  

The job entails me mainly studying on general office duties with some relief reception and getting thrown around to do jobs for over 24 people in the office.  Naturally, I would be the youngest there.  I am guaranteed a job for a year working with lovely people that I will just get along with.  

The office is large, has its own bar for buying drinks and has a great expectancy of rich and mostly famous people coming in.  One of my duties will be handing around a microphone to distinguished guests who come into the main gallery room.

Macarthur Square With Ali

Starting from Monday morning when I didn’t get any sleep and after getting off the phone with Lyssa, I had a shower and then headed for Campbelltown on foot.  Nearing Campbelltown I spotted Ali and Penelope in their car, as they stopped to chat to me.  Eventually they gave me a lift the rest of the way to the mall.  Ali came in with me to help me look.  Penelope had to pick up her mum.  

Meanwhile, I was on a shopping spree for a cheap shirt.  After looking at some different flavors I bought a $20 shirt.  In the end, the shirt turned out to be too tight and cheap-looking, but for the money and short notice, I guess it will have to do.  

From there Ali and I headed down to Lowes where Tatton usually works.  I bought a tie that clips on and around the neck.

Ali and I then walked into Sanity to listen to some music.  At first we bumped into Habib whom I haven’t seen for a long time.  Talking to him we noticed Velda pop up out of the blue.  Velda is pretty doped out these days.  From what I know she dissed Lyssa on the phone.  Being who I am I talked to her for as long as was necessary.  Then Ali and I snuck into the background to listen on the headphones.  As she left she said goodbye to us but we were having fun on the headphones.

Ali and I then met up with Penelope at Timezone.  Penelope was playing pinball games for half an hour.  After that little encounter I jumped in their car, as we drove to Campbelltown so Ali and Penelope could rent a movie.  In that time I bought some hair gel, since I had ran out on the weekend at the cabin.  That’s another thing.  I told Ali about the foursome thing that could have happened that weekend.

Lyssa Rates My Work Clothes

Ali then drove me to Lyssa’s house.  I couldn’t believe the January heat I was feeling.  Using a Credit Card to get into Lyssa’s house (because the back door has a new lock for the reason that I locked it wrong one day and Lyssa’s mum couldn’t open it), I walked to the back porch and noticed it was 42 degrees.  

Another thing, walking to Lyssa’s front door I noticed a great big lizard as big as Lyssa’s cat lying on the stone steps.  Walking up the steps I was intrigued as was Misty (Lyssa’s cat).  The Lizard didn’t move that fast, so I picked up a stick and thought to poke it.  As soon as I poked it the lizard gave out a hiss.  Seeing its blue tongue I rushed up the stairs.  Misty fled as fast as it could.

At Lyssa’s house I had a shower and tried on the shirt, but found it at first not to be my style.  The neck was too tight on me.  I broke out a sweat trying to have the uppermost button tie up.  

Lyssa got a lift home with a friend from her college.  I gave her a kiss at the door.  Coming in I showed her the outfit I had bought and she liked it.  Taking off the shirt and tie before I started to sweat, Lyssa and I started watching television.  Lyssa and I had something to eat.  Then finding out that Lyssa wanted to get a lift from her mum to my house and feeling rude to join, I started my trek home.

Frustrated Arousal With Lyssa

Giving Lyssa a kiss and hug at the front door, I walked through the alleyway.  Lyssa was waiting on the back porch holding Misty in the air, as they both waved me goodbye.  Catching a train to Campbelltown I then caught a bus home.

At home I must have played the computer waiting for Lyssa to show up.  An hour later Lyssa did show up.  We had plans to do something before going to sleep.  With sexuality on our minds, we turned the lights off, dimmed the television and shed our clothes.  

Last night we did go off but I feel bad because after all the time we spent (over an hour), I got her so worked up and then ended it with my urges right when Lyssa was about to finish.  From there, Lyssa was too afraid because it was after her periods, so we didn’t do anything.  I felt bad.  We wouldn’t talk to each other much after that because we both felt bad and went to sleep half angry.

All through the night I kept tossing and turning.  At around 4:30am I walked upstairs to get a drink.  The alarm didn’t wake me up on time but we did get up at 6am.

Train Ride Together With Lyssa

I was to visit Parramatta with Lyssa today.  We both got ready and had a shower before leaving for the bus.  With my pants, white collared shirt and tie we departed for Campbelltown on the bus.  Catching the train to Glenfield we jumped off and caught the next train to Parramatta.

My interview in Sydney was at 10:15am.  Reaching Parramatta at 8:30am I had plenty of time to head for the City.  Trying to scrape up all the money between us, Lyssa gave me her weekly ticket.  We managed to dig up enough money to purchase a ticket for Parramatta so I could visit Lyssa later in the day.  Saying goodbye, I jumped onto the next train to the City.  

Something I’ve noticed regarding Parramatta is that it is a big place like the City and like the City, it has nice girls walking around in nice little skirts.

Australian Hotel Association Interview

Reaching Central I jumped off and started walking to Chinatown where my interview was.  Walking into a mall I used the public toilets to put my tie on.  Reaching the interview with a couple of minutes to spare, I walked in.  Not remembering any names and without any information, I greeted the receptionist to let the interviewer know I was there.  

Sitting down for a couple of minutes I was welcomed by the lady that interviewed me a week or two ago.  Walking me through to another big office with lots of chairs on a long table, I was sat down with another woman that held a coordinating position.

Sitting down, we started going through topics and having a little talk with me.  Even though I was tense, I found the interview to be a great experience.  Laid back, all the questions that were asked I responded greatly to.  We had a couple of laughs in that time.  Most of the position was explained to me but the most important questions I didn’t ask (mostly because it would deter their choice of me for the position) is what I would be getting paid and how long my lunch will be.  I explained everything in detail from my future goals to my ability to photocopy double-sided paper.

Leaving the interview with confidence in myself, I shook the hand of the interviewer still seated and was walked out by the lady that was at my first interview.  In that time I took the opportunity to respond to her about the newspaper they published and maybe increase my opportunities by reminding her of an issue in the paper.  Explaining in small detail, she knew what I was talking about.

I left A.H.A with great confidence that I had the position.  Even Lyssa had a great feeling about the job last night.

Chatting To Girl On Station Platform

With the pants that I had on, my butt was sweating and it was starting to go red.  Walking to Central Station I caught the next train towards Parramatta but jumped off at Clyde to purchase my train ticket.  

While seated and waiting for the next train, a young lady came and sat next to me.  

Her first question in her strong accent being, “Do you know if the train just passed went to Parramatta or is it the next train?”  

“It will be the next train,” I explained.

She replied, “Is that the train in fifteen minutes.”  

Saying yes, I gathered she was only asking to make conversation with me.

For the next ten minutes we sat on the seats, as a train flew right past without stopping.  We both looked at each other and smiled as if to say ‘That was a stupid thing’.  A couple of minutes later the girl (whom I found out her name was Emine), started to chat with me asking if I had an interview.  From there we just started talking.

I found that I was opening up to her about my interview.  She told me of the last four years she has been studying for a career in travel.  She showed me the four envelopes in her hand for prospective employers.  She appeared very smart and somewhat attractive.  I found out she was Turkish who moved to Australia with her family five years ago.

We tried to guess each other’s age.  She was 24 years old.  She guessed at first I was 21 as not to insult me.  Jumping onto the train, we ended up being seated together and kept talking to each other.  

Halfway through our conversation we smelt a fart.  

She asked what that was.  I pointed sincerely to the front and back seats where other passengers were seated but I think it came from Emine’s direction.  

Helping Emine In Parramatta

We both jumped up and stood with each other on the top level waiting to stop.  Emine had to travel to Parramatta also to visit Centrelink, so I thought I would help her out in finding it.

Walking towards Lyssa’s work we asked for directions and found it to be on Macquarie street.  We chatted all the way to there, as we both found out more about each other.  But we parted ways when we reached Centrelink and without fuss.

Walking towards Westfield shopping I perused the shops in search of clothing.  An hour later I came back out after an interesting perve on the girls walking by.  Walking to meet Lyssa I noticed once again Emine walking past me.  Not to be rude I got her attention.  She was amazed and astounded that we had bumped into each other once again.  And, once again she was looking for a destination, this time to get a concession card.  So I opted to help her out once more.

This time we walked to the other side of Parramatta and onto Valentine Avenue.  It took us some time to find the street.  Then after some hassles we actually found the building.  Reaching the second floor she filled out her card for concession.  Forgetting her name, I peeped at it to remember.  

Curious as she was, she asked to look at my résumé.  I think it was to gather information about me, or maybe she was just interested.  Whatever it was, I walked her to the station.  With sarcasm in my voice I told her we might meet again one day in the future.  After all, I had told her where I might be working and she told me she visits Parramatta and the City on many occasions.  She told me things like she lives at Lindfield.  Farewelling her with a smile on my face, I walked fast-paced to meet Lyssa for lunch.

Lunch In Parramatta With Lyssa

Arriving early I noticed Lyssa was already out as I sat down with her in the building.  As she ate I told her of the person I had just met and she told me how at lunch she sat with this guy from College that approached her.  Lyssa and I walked to Priority Male, a store where Lyssa thought suited me.  Walking in I tried a suit that Lyssa and I both loved and was just as expensive as my other suit but it was too much of a dinner suit to wear to work.

Walking Lyssa back to work I walked around Westfield shopping for two hours looking at girls go up escalators in their skirts, and girls walking by, smelling of sweet perfume.  Before walking back to see Lyssa I sprayed some ‘Cool Water’ on my skin and headed to pick Lyssa up.  

Scraping Together A Few Dollars

Lyssa and I greeted at her building and then walked to the station.  Catching a train to Campbelltown we talked on the train of this weekend and how we are just going to take it easy.  We talked of my job and all the things Lyssa and I will now be able to do.  Here’s another thing that Lyssa and I wanted to accomplish together, having a job together.  Now I can save money, pay off my Credit Card and have money to spend for the weekend and save for a weekend away for Lyssa and I, a holiday.

Lyssa and I were depressed because we had no money between us, but she wanted to come to my house.  Reaching Campbelltown we quickly trotted along to the mall, where we took out some money from Lyssa’s savings account and mine.  Together we had over $7.  We had to scrape every cent.  One dollar went to drinks, while I had to find an extra five cents from the bottom of my pockets.  Money went on hot chips and also on bus travel to my house.  

The next stop was Sydney Fried Chicken where we sat down for a couple of minutes and gobbled down our chips quickly to catch an earlier bus.  Lyssa mentioned what she is doing with her money this week.  Most of it is going on me.  From what I know, Lyssa is buying me a piano made of gold plating and crystal framing, which I can put near the picture of Lyssa and I in my room.  

There is another thing Lyssa is buying for me and I hope that it is ‘Cool Water’.  Lyssa is then shouting for dinner at Lonestar tomorrow night after she finishes work.  The rest is for the weekend and for work.

Roleplay Breaking Up With Lyssa

Catching the bus to my house, we started to watch television, as we turned off the lights.  Eating some food we had no sexuality planned, but Lyssa felt like some.  So there we were for an hour.  Lyssa and I were both satisfied tonight, as we rolled over, cleaned up, and then started watching ‘Beverly Hills 90210’.

Lyssa and I mistakenly started a conversation once again about what it would be like when we were broken up.  

Lyssa asked how I would greet her when we walked by each other on the street.  

Thinking, I told Lyssa I would walk over to her, give her a hug and then start talking.  Lyssa then suggested we kiss on the cheek and maybe hug.  Then we played out the day when Lyssa and I would mutually decide to break up, even though we love each other.  Being the best for both of us, we both sarcastically acted out the moment.  Lyssa and I then watched some more television.  Then Lyssa’s mum came to pick her up at 9:30pm.

Imad Defends His Sister

Now, I’ve had nothing to do except jump onto the computer.  The time is now 11:19pm.  Don’t fret. While I’ve been on the computer I’ve been upstairs talking to Imad on the phone as he is at Mobil.  Aha, two new stories, one of Imad and Aboriginal girls stealing off his sister, and the other of how my dad is leaving for Queensland tomorrow afternoon.

Firstly, Mariam who is Imad’s sister had a broken bottle held to her throat by three aboriginal girls from Airds in Campbelltown yesterday.  She refused to give anything up and kept walking.  The girls came up to her, two punching on from the front and one pulling on the back of her hair.  A couple of minutes later Imad drove past and his sister stopped him.  With a bruised eye on her, they located the trouble and stopped them near the Football Stadium on Moore Oxley Bypass.

Imad jumped out of the car and confronted the three Aboriginal girls.  Angry as he was, foaming from his mouth, he started to harass them.  One of the girls started to cry.  Another was being hard and went up against Imad.  

He pushed the girl to the ground saying, “Look, I’ve never hit a girl but if you come at me again I will.”  

The girl backed off.  The third girl tried to run away over a fence.  Imad jumped the fence with her, grabbed her leg and she fell awkwardly on her head.  At this stage, two lone riders on bikes turned up asking what was going on.  Imad told them to basically fuck off.  The guys got scared off but stuck around to defend the girls.  

At this stage, Imad got more aggressive.  The girls were trying to run away but Imad kept bringing them back.

A group of around ten guys walked out of the flats, all wearing suits and middle aged.  They came across the street asking what the story was.  Imad told them it was none of their business and that the girls had stolen from his sister.  The guys were telling Imad to give it up and that they would call the cops.  Imad was all for it.  

At the end the girls ended up fleeing.  Imad pointed at one of the guys on the bikes and told him, “You wait.  I know your face.  I’m going to get 300 of my Lebanese cousins from Auburn to come and kick the shit out of you.”  

All the lad could reply was, “What did I do.”  

Imad ended up getting back the bag that was stolen from his sister, but not the jewelry off her neck.

Dad Plans To Visit Eric

Then, the second story of my dad.  From what I’ve heard which is good news, Eric is not coming down here to visit anymore.  Rather, dad is visiting Eric at Queensland where he will live in his flat from tomorrow until next Tuesday.  Apparently, Eric isn’t with the girl he moved up there with and is living with a friend in a Town House.

So yeah, that’s all I have to say for this day of Tuesday.  You will be hearing the full story of my job lucks tomorrow.  

Just have to say, I was called back for the position today but wasn’t home.  The good thing is that I was asked to call them tomorrow early in the morning, which almost definitely means I have the job.