This week has been CRAZY!! I can't believe tomorrow is my one week mark. We've done sooo much already. I have been, and still am, learning my way around places, i learned how to take a combi and micro (the crazy public transportation), I attended orientation classes at the university, i've made a ton of friends, got a cell phone, bought and sent gifts for birthdays, worked out class schedule options, annnnnd FOUND A JOB!
When Erin came to my house the first time, we talked a ton to my host parents and Erin said how she was looking for a job. My host dad, Antonio, then circled some possible jobs in the newspaper and Erin got an interview for one that advertised: (in english, too) We need 20 English speakers , need to be fluent, have great command of the English language, knowledge of the us culture a must, good grammar, punctuation, good typing skills, must be open to all schedules. Well... not only is Erin American and therefore fits the majority of the requirements.. she's TOTALLY unoccupied and open to any shift.
While Erin was being interviewed downtown, I was also downtown sightseeing with some friends. I get a text message from her that says that they're interested in hiring me, too, if i'm interested. So, i just popped on down there right away and basically got hired on the spot. So, what's the job? There's a company called Tecnique that has a contract with Flatworld (i think). Flatworld then has a contract with us, Advance Contact Center. This is a US operation where certain mobile providers in the US offer the option of one getting all of his/her voice message changed to text messages. That way, they can read their messages instead of listen to them.. maybe they're in meetings all the time, are hard of hearing, or just like getting text messages. So who changes these voice messages to text, you think??
We do.
I've been hired to work in a room full of computers and Peruvians. While the Peruvians are busy transcribing random people's messages, I go around and supervise them, making sure they're not misinterpreting/mistranscribing the message. It's obviously most often very easy for me, but people sure can mumble and trip over their own words a lot. I'm there to fill in words like "Binkie" "Remax" "y'all" and "Schmidt". I was told that they could be very flexible and work around my school schedule, so that's good.. but i'm still worried about having too heavy of a workload with school and everything. and i'm not here just to work. I want to travel, too. I want to speak SPANISH instead of English.
So I was still not sure about taking the job, and i'm still debating off and on about it. My idea now, though, is that I'll work there until i decide it's too much, or until i find a better job! I've already heard through my host sister of a businessman who wants English lessons. That pays better per hour, but is probably only a couple hours a week. It all just depends.. we'll see how it works!
Noooow.. I've spent all day and some of the past couple days organizing a surprise party for Erin. Her birthday is today.. (don't worry, she never reads my blog, we're doing most of this stuff together, anyway, so she doesn't need to). The party was my host mom's idea when i told her it was Erin's birthday. So I invited everyone i know, they're going to bring whatever they want to eat and put it on the barbecue. I just helped my host mom make PiscoSour.. it's a very Peruvian drink that i've just learned of. It has Lime juice, sugar, Pisco (the alcohol) , egg whites, and ice. A little weird sounding with the eggs in there, huh? She also made PassionSour.. it has passion fruit instead of lime and uses the whole egg.
I did tell Erin that we're going out for her birthday, of course.. so she told all the people she lives with, and they're all coming. So i talked to some of them secretely, and told them about the party. So now Erin and friends are walking to my house to supposedly pick me up and we're going out to a restaurant. ha. :) I got in a little bind when Erin asked me what kind of food the restaurant has.. what the name of it is.. and what the address is.. i told her i couldn't remember the address, but knew how to get there from my house.. and that the name is "La Mar" and serves seafood. That place exists at least. We'll go to a club or something afterwards. Soo.. it should be fun!
When Erin came to my house the first time, we talked a ton to my host parents and Erin said how she was looking for a job. My host dad, Antonio, then circled some possible jobs in the newspaper and Erin got an interview for one that advertised: (in english, too) We need 20 English speakers , need to be fluent, have great command of the English language, knowledge of the us culture a must, good grammar, punctuation, good typing skills, must be open to all schedules. Well... not only is Erin American and therefore fits the majority of the requirements.. she's TOTALLY unoccupied and open to any shift.
While Erin was being interviewed downtown, I was also downtown sightseeing with some friends. I get a text message from her that says that they're interested in hiring me, too, if i'm interested. So, i just popped on down there right away and basically got hired on the spot. So, what's the job? There's a company called Tecnique that has a contract with Flatworld (i think). Flatworld then has a contract with us, Advance Contact Center. This is a US operation where certain mobile providers in the US offer the option of one getting all of his/her voice message changed to text messages. That way, they can read their messages instead of listen to them.. maybe they're in meetings all the time, are hard of hearing, or just like getting text messages. So who changes these voice messages to text, you think??
We do.
I've been hired to work in a room full of computers and Peruvians. While the Peruvians are busy transcribing random people's messages, I go around and supervise them, making sure they're not misinterpreting/mistranscribing the message. It's obviously most often very easy for me, but people sure can mumble and trip over their own words a lot. I'm there to fill in words like "Binkie" "Remax" "y'all" and "Schmidt". I was told that they could be very flexible and work around my school schedule, so that's good.. but i'm still worried about having too heavy of a workload with school and everything. and i'm not here just to work. I want to travel, too. I want to speak SPANISH instead of English.
So I was still not sure about taking the job, and i'm still debating off and on about it. My idea now, though, is that I'll work there until i decide it's too much, or until i find a better job! I've already heard through my host sister of a businessman who wants English lessons. That pays better per hour, but is probably only a couple hours a week. It all just depends.. we'll see how it works!
Noooow.. I've spent all day and some of the past couple days organizing a surprise party for Erin. Her birthday is today.. (don't worry, she never reads my blog, we're doing most of this stuff together, anyway, so she doesn't need to). The party was my host mom's idea when i told her it was Erin's birthday. So I invited everyone i know, they're going to bring whatever they want to eat and put it on the barbecue. I just helped my host mom make PiscoSour.. it's a very Peruvian drink that i've just learned of. It has Lime juice, sugar, Pisco (the alcohol) , egg whites, and ice. A little weird sounding with the eggs in there, huh? She also made PassionSour.. it has passion fruit instead of lime and uses the whole egg.
I did tell Erin that we're going out for her birthday, of course.. so she told all the people she lives with, and they're all coming. So i talked to some of them secretely, and told them about the party. So now Erin and friends are walking to my house to supposedly pick me up and we're going out to a restaurant. ha. :) I got in a little bind when Erin asked me what kind of food the restaurant has.. what the name of it is.. and what the address is.. i told her i couldn't remember the address, but knew how to get there from my house.. and that the name is "La Mar" and serves seafood. That place exists at least. We'll go to a club or something afterwards. Soo.. it should be fun!
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