My Unilever Internship Revalida

A rainy Saturday. I’m here at the bus, blogging about my internship revalida at Unilever. Of course, I won’t be pouring so much technicalities about it since I might be sued for breach of contract. Anyway, there is an undying emotion about what I felt about the revalida–I felt I delivered a mediocre one, I felt I left too many loopholes. My panel consisted of relevant people: My bosses and supervisors, and of course, the guys from Human Resources, Learning and Expertise.

The feeling initiated when my Line Manager told me: “You did a good job even though it’s not aligned with your expertise. I just hope you can find what you really want after graduation”. I have this weird feeling that my panel stereotyped me as a “great writer”, “The Blogger”. I have this weird feeling that they equated my undergraduate degree to a program inclined to the arts. I have this weird feeling that they felt I’m not for the corporate world.

I have this weird feeling.

Unilever HR People plus me

After the revalida, I left the room so that the panel can deliberate. I went out, almost clueless, went to the Board Room freezer, got some frozen goodness my fellow interns and I used to munch as happy food last summer.

When I went downstairs for Sir Lucky, he asked me:

“Do you want to work in Unilever?”

“Okay lang po”

“Okay lang? Haha”

What I really wanted to answer was this:
“Yes sir. I already fell in love with Unilever”

But I answered “Okay lang” to be safe, to expect the worst and to prevent myself investing too much with this supposedly reachable dream.

Unilever, it was a summer fling. Now, I confess, I can fall in love with you.

Let’s see each other, please? After graduation perhaps?