How To Write An Essay About My Car In The Jungle

1378 Words6 Pages

My car is in the jungle. I feel a little guilty about that. Not because of the impact on the environment -- after living in two third-world countries for one year and three months, I know that one more dead car in the jungle barely scratches the surface of global disaster. My car could have avoided its fate if I had paid attention to myself. But as is often the case, I listened to the logic of someone else and left it in Mexico with a luke-warm feeling that I would return to it in the fall. My Mazda3 was the second car that I ever bought on my own. I bought it because it was small and silver, it fit five people, and I liked it. It was good to the car; I changed the oil when I was supposed to, replaced the door when I drove out of the garage …show more content…

I had a pending job interview for a company in Malaysia, and I was tired of working in the classroom. So I left the car under a tree and took the local bus to my apartment one last time. That night before I left Tampico, I called a friend at home and told him that I should just get in my car and drive home. His voice of logic convinced me that I should not. After all, I did not have another job, and it is never a good thing to not have a job, no matter if there is a glimmer of one in the future. So I boarded the plane the next morning and flew home. I was in New York when I had a Skype interview with an e-learning company in Malaysia. If I had a tape of the interview, it would be an excellent lesson on how not to interview. First of all, I knew little about the company, and I knew a lot less about the job than I thought I did. I had prepared the assigned lesson to present, and the interviewer asked me to skip the first fifteen minutes of it. He also asked me why I picked the topic for the lesson. UMMMM…you told me to? When my presentation ended, he pummeled me with questions, none of which I could answer. Feeling my hackles rising, I started to respond with a sarcastic and saucy edge -- I have no idea what you are talking about… No, I do not have any questions about the company…no, I do not know ANYTHING. The interview ended before it should have. I hung up and was glad that I had listened to logic and left my car in Mexico. Two days later, I was offered the job. I had never considered working in Malaysia, but I figured why

More about How To Write An Essay About My Car In The Jungle