Yeah. Nevermind the 'Raining' Thing.
I
Freaking Knew it!
See? I Knew that telling you all about the interviews and stuff would totally jinx me! Nothing but bad luck now, and it’s all my fault. :-( Still though, I blame you. Silly readers.
Let’s see, where to start? OK, so I went for the Monday interview, and what do you know, it wasn’t as rosy as I’d hoped. There’s still a sliver, but I think they want something I’m not. Oh, and something about a 5-year commitment. 5 years? Hello, I won’t even give my dog a 5-year commitment, you want me to agree to be a sales guy for ya for 5 years? I don’t know about that. Let me think about it for a while. Can I get back to you in 5 years? But it's a good company, so we'll see what happens. If the job is offered, it'll be a hard decision, because I so desperately would like to move up here.
So then after that, I decided to stop by Target, see if I could let my contact know I’m in town. But she wasn’t there, or is cleverly avoiding me. Great, just great. Now women are avoiding that are usually 800 miles away to begin with. Stellar. Let's see if we can make this day any worse, shall we?
Then it was off to Staples, where I had spoken with the GM on my prior visit. I did as he requested last month and applied online for the positions at that store. However, I had not heard back. So I stopped in, and he remembered me (which I thought to be either really good or really bad), and said that they were basically full at this point (so maybe it was bad). Grrr…
But, he did say that he always gets headhunter calls from Bed Bath ampersand Beyond, so I decided to check back with David, the store manager in the Bayshore Mall. Turns out he’s full, too. Because we don't need no stinkin' silver lining here, folks, that is obviously the real MO.
WTF? I shouldn’t have said shit to no one until I had a freaking job in hand. Now I just look silly. Like that time I got trapped in the dishwasher wearing high-heels and lipstick. When the Fire Department had to come and rescue me. And I wasn’t wearing clean underwear. Dang.
OK, that visual might have been made up, but you get the idea: silly. I look silly without a job up here yet. Dang.
Bright Spot. Hopefully.
Interviewing with Walgreens tomorrow. 2nd interview actually, so hopefully that’s getting somewhere. WTF. I shouldn’t be telling you guys this. Haven’t I learned anything in the last 4 minutes? OK, move along, nothing to see here....
Peace.
UPDATE: went back to Target to get some Shave gel (more on that some other time), and figured I'd ask for Rae again. Success! Finally, success! She was there!
It's really too bad she spoiled it by telling me "no dice, young man," informing me they have no openings. But I guess it's fitting with today's theme: How to F*ck random bob's World up Royally. With Only a Few Words. Sweet.
Peace. Again. Shit.