Alright, so I filled in and submitted and online application Saturday, recieved a call Sunday afternoon for an interview on Wednesday. It's a small, not-so-great paying, retail yob. (Yes, I said YOB) At this point after literally almost a hundred applications I was sycked, I just need a paycheck. I am a cynic nearly to the bone, I mean there's skin, tendons, arteries, veins, muscle, sarcasm and then you hit bone- I'm a real Eyore type. I thought, what the hell, I'm just gonna smile and say the things I know to be true and be as honest and empty headed as possible. Not going to over think it, it's just a job interview; worst case scenario: I don't get the job and I go into the red in bank accounts and overdraw on my credit card trying to keep my phone turned on to hear about possible employment oppourtunities and end up on the roof of my parents' house threatening to jump. It's about a 12 foot fall, I wouldn't die but maybe I would hit my head hard enough that I didn't remember the state of my life. Ha.
I was to go in at 10:15. I got into the area at about 9:30 and decided that I hated what I was wearing (borrowed) but that if I bought clothes and didn't get the job that I would have just spent a crucial lump of bill money.
Whatever, I couldn't go in there feeling like I looked a little rag-tag. I bought shoes, which I decided against after buying and walking around in and found a stellar pair of wide-leg trousers for about twelve bucks. In black from head to toe with 4/5 inch heels and a cool hair style, a little punk a little kitch. It felt right and above all it was comfortable.
The process was a little odd, first I had to take a personality/ math/ product test to make sure I wasn't a dim psycho and then there were the interviews. Two total, the first with a "team member" who seemed a bit bored and just sort of going through the motions who only livend up after I told her that the one time I was asked to perform a task and couldn't really "get into" it was when I had to climb a 16 foot ladder to change light bulbs, I have a slight issue with heights that are affected by gusts of wind. Lol. I got a laugh, I thought "My foot is in the door". The second was with whom I can only guess was the Store Team Leader/ Manager, she asked me about my last place of employment (a grocery store) I won't say the name but I'll say it means party and rhymes with Siesta. She said "I don't like _ _ _ _ _ _ it always has a weird smell." I grinned, "I know that smell, I don't know where it comes from but I know it well." I was given an option for either daytime Salesfloor/ Cashiering or overnight stocking. Let me say this- I love overnight stocking, it was my first job and if it hadn't been for the horrible work environment it would probably still be my current job. My last two where mainly Cashier positions and I'm not too keen on being responsible for other people's money so I said "Overnight would be really convenient."
Here is the shocker- she said "Really, I think you would do well on the sales floor, you seem like you want to talk and you're so cheery. If you went overnight I don't I'd ever see you again, I think you might work for a few days and never come back. There's a certain type of people that work overnight, kind of zombie like, don't say hi when you pass them."
I laughed and said "Oh, yes, this sort of person" and put my head down and feined stocking. "Exactly!" she said. "I don't know, I love to stock things", I said. (Yeah, I know it sounds strange but it's a mostly solitary job and eight to twelve hours of listening to my ipod while getting some much needed exercise and being paid for it not to mention that meant that I could do school during the day without worrying about clashing schedules. That would be cool.)
She really seemed to want me to choose daytime so I said "Okay". She assured me that I'd get the chance to see they type of work the stockers did and if I preferred to switch a bit later, she'd arrange it. Cool beans.
It's the lowest pay I've ever had but it's also the first job offer after my recent termination (I'll get that in the next post) so I'm game. My only concern from this point on "What will the environment be like?" I was told it was a family/ team oriented invironment but I also heard that at Wal-mart and ... it was B.S. I hope the other employees are friendly. I hope I have fun and can smile, do you hear that I have hope. Is that the sun...
I took my drug test that day and could not stop laughing, I'd had this weird dream the night before about needing to borrow urine because I'd eaten a Pot Sandwhich, yeah I've never heard of a pot sandwhich but what the hell.
My sister went with me and there was this guy there, he had these scars on the backs of his legs, my eyes became as big as saucers. What a deuschbag, he'd had calve-implants. He dinged the bell for service and we giggled like school girls, he asked "What's funny?" We continued like we hadn't heard him, where is that guy? Calve-implant guy are you reading this? Do have calve-implants?
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