OK so I go to the store and talk to a guy named Scott who is the grocery manager. I walk up to the front desk and ask for him and he's talking with some other people. I'm standing in front of the store waiting for him. The manager comes up and asks "how may I help you?" and I said "Yeah, I’m here for Scott. I have an interview with him." He pages him a second time and then after a 15 min wait in the front of the store, he shows up and I go to his office. He tells me that the position was for a dairy clerk which you stock shelves, clean them, rearrange things and stuff. It was a part time job working 3-11 PM on scattered days. I wasn't to keen on the job. The manager comes up and looks over my resume. He asks me about the volunteering and stuff. Then I get a big kick when he says "What is Macromedia Dreamweaver MX 2004?" and I tell him it's for making websites and he's like "Yeah I can tell that you know a lot about computers. I'm sure you don't have a problem with e-mail" and I just laugh. He tells me about the cotton swab drug test and all that jazz so I’m like OK. The manager asks me if I had any questions and I said no but I did tell him that I thought I was here for a cashiering position not stocking. So, he tells me that he will call me between 6-7 pm with his answer if I will get the job.
I kid around with Scott and tell him that I might be online and the manager is like "So, you are on dial-up" and I said yeah I’m old school. I give him my cell # for him to call me. So, I get home and tell Dad about the whole story. I'm sitting around the house depressed because 1) I didn't like the job offer and 2)That if I didn't get the job, I will be depressed about the situation and mope around like I have been for the past couple of months.
I back out of the parking space and some chick pulls out the same time I did. I was like "What the fuck?!" I get out of the car and look for any potential damage, get back in and drive off. Damn rich people.
Scott calls me around 6:10 pm telling me that he already picked someone else for the position. He said that he felt like I didn't like the job at all BUT he said that he wants me in that store. I'm like OK. He said that he's was talking with some people and that he wants me to talk with the manager and a girl named Terra on Saturday for another interview for cashiering. So we start kidding around about the times because he said 9 or 10 am so I said I don't care whichever. So he said you pick and I said OK 10am and he's like good cause I would pick that time, too.
I'm glad that they are giving me another chance because Scott sounded like he really wanted me to work at that store. I hope things are looking better because I like green grass not brown hay.
Lisa texts me on the cell asking me how everything worked out and I told her I was outside talking to Dad. Since she knows I’m online before 7pm, she got a bit worried if you say LOL. I told her the whole entire story [the same one you are reading] and tells me what to expect after that.
Anyway, I have a job Saturday night taking care of Kimmie and Kevin at my house. Gotta pick them up at 3pm. That's after or during the Busch race cause I like to see Martin clinch the championship at Darlington. Cry about that Shrub muahahahah!!!
Oops forgot one more thing, someone wanted to attack my computer again! This time it's in Yulin City, Shaanxi province in China! blah.
