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It was 2018 when I joined the ‘Soho House Family’ or as I personally call it, ‘The House of Chaos’.
At the time I had just finished graduate school and was a broke international student from Canada that had spent the last £100 left in my Barclays account. Basically, I was broke, BROKE. My hunt for an internship/entry-level position in my field of study wasn’t as easy as I thought post graduation.
With my rent due sooner than later, I knew I had to jump into action. On a lazy Sunday morning, I hopped on my laptop and applied for any job that was nearest to my borough to pay the bills from waitressing to nannying.
When I saw an ad for a receptionist at Soho House (for privacy reasons I won’t mention which house I worked for) but a quick showed me some hipster dive bar looking club. What really sold me was when I saw that the pay was weekly, was in close distance to my flat, and had free staff meals. I blindly applied. It took less than a day to get a phone call from a woman from HR to ask me to come in for an interview. I did what I always do for interviews and researched everything I could find about the place’s mission statement, vision, and goals.
