Ahhh it feels good to be back after D!â€™s D!sgraceful D!ownfall and a prolonged voluntary sabbatical!
A job hunt can sometimes be quite a dirty experience. Who might have ever though that even the oooh so sacred textile and fashion industry is full of gossip-able idiots as well! It just doesnâ€™t stop getting better does it?
The first handful of them came along right after I graduated back in June. I was called in for an interview at the well-renowned [Ed: Company name removed]. Now for those of you who donâ€™t know this, a designer whenever called for an interview is supposed to take along with him or herself oneâ€™s portfolio. Of course if youâ€™re a guy it is a must because thatâ€™s the only way the saiths of our textile industry would actually consider hiring you! For the women, the criteria differ. I being smart and tech-savvy, I took visuals of my work in a flash drive rather than carrying the entire pile of workload that weighed more than a dead cow.
I was interviewed by two men â€“ the saiths, or some relatives of the saiths, and a woman â€“ the head of the design department at the company who happened to be from the enemy clan; Indus. She was dressed in white from head to toe as if she were some chaste angel – so pure and innocentâ€¦ yet conniving and devious. The interview went well but when I told them that I had brought pictures of my work in a flash drive instead of physical evidence, they refused to take a look at them. Jeezzâ€¦ whatever happened to pairing up the words â€˜digitalâ€™ and â€˜portfolioâ€™ together and that too in this era of technology. They make a better duo than â€˜oldâ€™ and â€˜fartâ€™ at least!
So they said â€œweâ€™ll call you in a weekâ€. And believe meâ€¦ when they say that, youâ€™re better off interpreting it as â€œyeahâ€¦ get lost!â€ Now if I remember correctly, all of my classmates had been called in for an appearance in front of the same trio yet nobody was hiredâ€¦ I wonder why! Trying to steal ideas without having to hire someone?
Anywayâ€¦ coming back to the mud stains on our textiles which we prefer not to get rid of by Ariel out of sheer amusement, my next rendezvous was with the talented NA. Yes this PSFD graduate and winner of Pakistanâ€™s prestigious Lux Style Award for best couture designer has built quite a repute for himself. And I being a talented upcoming couture designer thought that working with him would be a fruitful experience.
There at his display in a nicely decorated house, I sat with a few classmates who had also applied for a job at his set-up. The place was crawling with pretty girlsâ€¦ who were also from the enemy clan. Yesâ€¦ theyâ€™ve spread everywhere like a deadly cancer! And after a five minute interview being covered by Aag TV, all Nomi had to say was â€œI like your work, but you know what your problem is? You use too much sequinsâ€. Now since when was there a quota on the number of sequins to be used on an outfit? Dear N, are they your Daddy Jeeâ€™s? As far as I think, every designer has his own preferences and style; right? Oh wellâ€¦ youâ€™d know betterâ€¦ youâ€™re the award winner after all!
Stupid tales of what goes around in the workplaces of these designers who cater to the cityâ€™s rich and famous donâ€™t come to an end just now. Through a Texpert I got to know that increasingly popular Funkasia, a.k.a Junkasia, was starting a formal womenâ€™s wear line and were on the lookout of a designer to head the project. It is true; if God closes one door, He opens another. But one must still be wary of potential hazards in the form of a dumb interviewer.
Now this incident took place right after the downpour of heavy rains this August; so the AA set-up in Korangi industrial area was literally surrounded by keacher. You can imagine the trouble I had to go through to reach there only to receive a pile of more dirt thrown at me. I was first interviewed for the wrong post. The dumb interviewer being PSFD blondie, thought that I had applied for merchandising and had no clue that I was a textile designer. Upon displaying my proficiencies which I considered ideal for the job I had applied for, I was made to hear the same old â€œOkay, Iâ€™ll get back to you in a weekâ€. Yes wellâ€¦ life is sad and full of surprises! Anyway, I consider it your loss A and not mine. I hear the opening is still vacantâ€¦ hmmm.
But heyâ€¦ itâ€™s not all that bad; I did get a job eventually! A month and a half ago, yet another texpert sent an email on the alumni group on the lookout for freelance designers. I responded and was successful. The companyâ€™s name wasâ€¦ hold your breathâ€¦ a little longerâ€¦ D! Corp Internationalâ€¦ ooops sorry thatâ€™s a Deâ€¦ still pronounced the same way! Anyway, they designed and manufactured womenâ€™s sleepwear for the foreign market; another similarity between De and D! â€“ women. I was obviously there to design prints for their upcoming collection without being provided art supplies; wellâ€¦ until yesterday that is. De Corp got cropped, suffered some heavy financial loses and decided to shut down. Ahhh what a fantastic relation between the letter D and the word â€˜downfallâ€™.
So yes, after one and a half month of facebook and flickring at De Corp, here I am rendered jobless. Any vacancies?