Behind the table was a woman in her thirties with two braids coiled behind her head, who looked very capable.
"We're hiring diving instructors, not just swimmers." The woman made Bonnie miss her look; there were many swimmers around here, but not many who could dive.
“I know, I was born and raised on an island, and I’m good at swimming and diving. Most importantly, I know how to use diving equipment, I have two years of teaching experience, and I’ve also studied systematically.” Bonnie really likes this job. She has studied systematically and has been in the national team. How could she not have studied systematically?
She has experience in seaweed farming, having taught those kids how to scuba dive.
"Really? Where did you teach? And where did you study systematically?" The woman was quite excited, not expecting to meet a professional.
“My husband is in the navy. He systematically taught me. I used to grow kelp on an island and led a group of teenagers, teaching them to dive and use diving equipment. I also often worked underwater.”
The woman asked Bonnie a few more questions in detail and made notes in her notebook.
"This is a job application form. Please fill it out. We will have a group interview on Friday, so don't be late."
Bonnie filled in her information neatly. Fortunately, her handwriting was decent enough, so it wasn't embarrassing.
During their conversation, Bonnie learned that the job only required working two days a week, and because it was a skilled job, the pay was decent.
Bonnie liked this even more and hoped she would have the opportunity to get it.
After filling out the form, Bonnie left.
The woman looked at Bonnie's information and was surprised to find that she was only a high school graduate with good handwriting. She said she would see how she performed in the future.
Diving requires a certain level of skill, which is why it's openly advertised rather than decided internally.
We're hoping to find a suitable candidate; we're quite anxious.
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