Urban company job vacancy

Hyundai recognizes that the key to sustainable growth is having talented individuals on our team. At the core of Hyundai's success is our staff of dedicated employees that represent a variety of backgrounds, experiences, ideas, and values. The future of our organization lies in the hearts and capabilities of our team members.

“Is madam here?” Nishi Dhillon asked the maid, in the soft voice she’d been trained to use at work as a beautician. “Can you ask her to call out to me?” For her own safety, Dhillon is not allowed to work with men. If she doesn’t see her client on arrival, she must insist on hearing their voice. The maid sighed. “Madam ji,” she called. Dhillon glanced down the corridor. The walls were covered in art. There was an expensive-looking carpet, and lush plants with glossy leaves. “ Aajao,” a woman’s voice beckoned in Hindi. Come on in. Dhillon slipped off her black sneakers and hoisted up her kit bag. She couldn’t say how much it weighed, but her son had likened it to an eight-kilogram dumbbell. Dhillon followed the voice to a bedroom, where she found her client skimming a magazine. The hum of an air purifier confirmed money and status. “Hello ma’am,” Dhillon said. The woman glanced up. The beautician stood deferentially before her, wearing trousers and a purple tunic with the words “Urban Company” emblazoned on the breast. Not one strand of hair was out of place. Dhillon expected to be sized up. During her training, Urban Company had warned her that clients mustn’t see that she’d tattooed the names of her children on her arm. Or hear her voice unless necessary. If a client asked, “Are you married?” Dhillon should nod rather than tell the whole truth — that at 45, she was already widowed — because she didn’t want to put off her client and risk getting a low rating. Dhillon took a...

“Is madam here?” Nishi Dhillon asked the maid, in the soft voice she’d been trained to use at work as a beautician. “Can you ask her to call out to me?” For her own safety, Dhillon is not allowed to work with men. If she doesn’t see her client on arrival, she must insist on hearing their voice. The maid sighed. “Madam ji,” she called. Dhillon glanced down the corridor. The walls were covered in art. There was an expensive-looking carpet, and lush plants with glossy leaves. “ Aajao,” a woman’s voice beckoned in Hindi. Come on in. Dhillon slipped off her black sneakers and hoisted up her kit bag. She couldn’t say how much it weighed, but her son had likened it to an eight-kilogram dumbbell. Dhillon followed the voice to a bedroom, where she found her client skimming a magazine. The hum of an air purifier confirmed money and status. “Hello ma’am,” Dhillon said. The woman glanced up. The beautician stood deferentially before her, wearing trousers and a purple tunic with the words “Urban Company” emblazoned on the breast. Not one strand of hair was out of place. Dhillon expected to be sized up. During her training, Urban Company had warned her that clients mustn’t see that she’d tattooed the names of her children on her arm. Or hear her voice unless necessary. If a client asked, “Are you married?” Dhillon should nod rather than tell the whole truth — that at 45, she was already widowed — because she didn’t want to put off her client and risk getting a low rating. Dhillon took a...

Hyundai recognizes that the key to sustainable growth is having talented individuals on our team. At the core of Hyundai's success is our staff of dedicated employees that represent a variety of backgrounds, experiences, ideas, and values. The future of our organization lies in the hearts and capabilities of our team members.

“Is madam here?” Nishi Dhillon asked the maid, in the soft voice she’d been trained to use at work as a beautician. “Can you ask her to call out to me?” For her own safety, Dhillon is not allowed to work with men. If she doesn’t see her client on arrival, she must insist on hearing their voice. The maid sighed. “Madam ji,” she called. Dhillon glanced down the corridor. The walls were covered in art. There was an expensive-looking carpet, and lush plants with glossy leaves. “ Aajao,” a woman’s voice beckoned in Hindi. Come on in. Dhillon slipped off her black sneakers and hoisted up her kit bag. She couldn’t say how much it weighed, but her son had likened it to an eight-kilogram dumbbell. Dhillon followed the voice to a bedroom, where she found her client skimming a magazine. The hum of an air purifier confirmed money and status. “Hello ma’am,” Dhillon said. The woman glanced up. The beautician stood deferentially before her, wearing trousers and a purple tunic with the words “Urban Company” emblazoned on the breast. Not one strand of hair was out of place. Dhillon expected to be sized up. During her training, Urban Company had warned her that clients mustn’t see that she’d tattooed the names of her children on her arm. Or hear her voice unless necessary. If a client asked, “Are you married?” Dhillon should nod rather than tell the whole truth — that at 45, she was already widowed — because she didn’t want to put off her client and risk getting a low rating. Dhillon took a...

Hyundai recognizes that the key to sustainable growth is having talented individuals on our team. At the core of Hyundai's success is our staff of dedicated employees that represent a variety of backgrounds, experiences, ideas, and values. The future of our organization lies in the hearts and capabilities of our team members.