( I have to call the Hiring manager at 10:00 am this morning. )
If I DO get the job.. I will be dancing in the street.
If I DON'T get the job.. I will be sleeping under an overpass...
So my friends Wish me LUCK on the new job.
Here is a song that pretty much summs up what I am going through right now...
Hoping your day today is a good one.
* M U A H *
Crym
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I called... and left a message for the person I needed to speak with......... no news yet.......... but the fact that I had to leave a message does NOT make me feel good....
still no word... at about 10:40 am........ not liking this turn of events.....not at all.. :
11:05 am..... still no word............. I have JUST called again.... and left a voicemail again........... ( I hate waiting.) I hate waiting.............Is it too much to ask ? ?
just a simple yes your hired WELCOME ABOARD.....or
No Thank you please take a HIKE and dont let the door hit ya on the way out there loser ! !
12:00 noon.............yep you guessed it......... still NO WORD.
I really think that this is a sign. A REALLY BAD SIGN ............ that I am NOT getting the job.
( which would REALLY suck ) I needed this....... and NOW it seems...
awww fuck it.... I have no clue.... what it seems.......
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* Hey here is an IDEA*
Tell me about the FIRST JOB you EVER HAD. where did you work???
I will Start..
MY first job was working for Carl's Jr. I was a Fry Cook / Casheer / Busboy / Soda Jerk.
Worst day there? when my sister and her friends showed up and DESTROYED the back booth..( there was catchup and salt and pepper EVERYWHERE.) When I got home.. I went into her room and dumped out a whole jar of salt in the middle of her floor and then ground it in.....
When my dad asked me just what the hell I thought I was doing.. I simply said.. Returning the Favor.. ( and she should be GLAD that I am NOT using Catsup either...)
she was grounded for a month for that.
my 1st job was selling newspapers door-to-door. that didn't last long.