Updates...
Started work for real today. I basically just kept saying the same thing over the phone over and over again. BORING... but not nearly as bad as friday. Friday felt like a whole week since all I did was watch other people work.
So... I am now working in the same building as my ladyfriend, the one I took to the strip club. We actually met at this job years ago, then both quit, and then years later we both went back as temp workers. Not really a coincidence but still ironic in a way.
So is it bad luck to try to hook up with someone who is both a friend AND a coworker? LOL It's not really that simple but it's still funny to think about it that way.
Speaking of which, we are now "official strip club buddies". This thursday we go to Club Oasis. Should be a good time!
Mini UPDATE:
I just got fucking FIRED! From a temp job, after two goddamned days of work! WTF?! Eh?
The temp lady called me at NINE tonight to tell me, oh by the way, don't go back to work tomorrow, they've ended your assignment. They feel you weren't interested in the job.
INTERESTED?! I showed up on time and did their stupid busy work and made sure every little detail was correct. What the fuck did they want, cartwheels? Double somersault brown nose backflips with a twist? Fucking douchebags. I'm a damn good employee, for real. The supervisor didn't even look me in the eye when I introduced myself, and never even ASKED me if I was interested, or even talked to me like a real person. She decided to send back the piece of "equipment" that she rented.
Anybody who lives in NJ, fuck cendant mortgage right up its stupid ass.
Now that I have that out of my system...
I didn't want that job anyway.
Seriously though... I did hate the monotony of it. I couldn't sit down for more than an hour at a time and I was bored half to death all day long. I am so used to the high intensity of the restaurant industry. It wasn't until recently that I realized how much energy I had gained by working on my feet for so long.
So... it looks like I'm waiting tables again! The search begins tomorrow.
Until I get some income, I'm living off my credit cards, which are nearly full. Again. Maybe I should stop going to strip clubs, eh?
Started work for real today. I basically just kept saying the same thing over the phone over and over again. BORING... but not nearly as bad as friday. Friday felt like a whole week since all I did was watch other people work.
So... I am now working in the same building as my ladyfriend, the one I took to the strip club. We actually met at this job years ago, then both quit, and then years later we both went back as temp workers. Not really a coincidence but still ironic in a way.
So is it bad luck to try to hook up with someone who is both a friend AND a coworker? LOL It's not really that simple but it's still funny to think about it that way.
Speaking of which, we are now "official strip club buddies". This thursday we go to Club Oasis. Should be a good time!
Mini UPDATE:
I just got fucking FIRED! From a temp job, after two goddamned days of work! WTF?! Eh?
The temp lady called me at NINE tonight to tell me, oh by the way, don't go back to work tomorrow, they've ended your assignment. They feel you weren't interested in the job.
INTERESTED?! I showed up on time and did their stupid busy work and made sure every little detail was correct. What the fuck did they want, cartwheels? Double somersault brown nose backflips with a twist? Fucking douchebags. I'm a damn good employee, for real. The supervisor didn't even look me in the eye when I introduced myself, and never even ASKED me if I was interested, or even talked to me like a real person. She decided to send back the piece of "equipment" that she rented.
Anybody who lives in NJ, fuck cendant mortgage right up its stupid ass.
Now that I have that out of my system...
I didn't want that job anyway.
Seriously though... I did hate the monotony of it. I couldn't sit down for more than an hour at a time and I was bored half to death all day long. I am so used to the high intensity of the restaurant industry. It wasn't until recently that I realized how much energy I had gained by working on my feet for so long.
So... it looks like I'm waiting tables again! The search begins tomorrow.
Until I get some income, I'm living off my credit cards, which are nearly full. Again.
Maybe I should stop going to strip clubs, eh?VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
ack this is so funny!!!! yesterday i called a place back that STILL has their help wanted sign up after 3 weeks and they said "Oh...we'll call you about an interview....but all of our shifts seem to be full I think." ASSHOLES, why is the sign up? they said they were looking right at my resume which probably meant they totally didn't like it. people should be honest! IT SUCKS.
i know, i know, with settling for "barely tolerable." that has been all the jobs I've taken since moving to Philly, and i've gone thru a lot b/c of that. just taking desperate ones on whims and wondering why i'm fucked later....really frustrating. and today i couldn't do anything thanks to lack of sleep, i've just been wasted.
livng, oh, i saved money before quitting the last shithole and my family even sent me money to quit b/c it was so horible. i've been living off of that.
Godspeed to us!
B/c I need to straighten my house out now and need dinero!