My other nickname is 'Nightcrawler'.....
so I get awakened by 'Crazy Train' going off in my ear. It's the temp company I'm signed up with, calling to tell me that Home Depot has changed their requirements and now they need a drug screen and background check before I start.... *MONDAY*. Christie (yet another fine recruiter, brunette this time. I swear this place employs nothing but hot chicks) asks me to come in to get the paperwork for the drug screen, that has to be done ASAP so as to have enough time to get the results back before Monday. I tell her I'm on the way and hang up. Looking at the clock it's 10am.
I roll out of the rack, get dressed, toddle downstairs and check E-mail, then head out. (10:30)
11am - arrive on agency location in Alpharetta.
11:45 - arrive on location at drug screening facility in Roswell.
12:15 - whiz quiz
1 pm - roll back into the driveway.
keep in mind this was with a pit stop on the way for a Monster, taking my time at the temp agency chatting with the recruiter (jeezus, they *do* only employ hot chicks... it was lunchtime, hot blonde I talked to last time walked by, hot redhead I've yet to eat err meet went out for lunch, hot brunette apologizing to me for the abruptness and talking food while hot receptionist is looking up the closest drug test place to them on the internet for me...), waiting in line at the whiz quiz station, then driving home via 92, which was full of lunchgoing grannies with no place to go.
*sniff sniff* anybody else smell Sulfur? *grin*
I roll out of the rack, get dressed, toddle downstairs and check E-mail, then head out. (10:30)
11am - arrive on agency location in Alpharetta.
11:45 - arrive on location at drug screening facility in Roswell.
12:15 - whiz quiz
1 pm - roll back into the driveway.
keep in mind this was with a pit stop on the way for a Monster, taking my time at the temp agency chatting with the recruiter (jeezus, they *do* only employ hot chicks... it was lunchtime, hot blonde I talked to last time walked by, hot redhead I've yet to eat err meet went out for lunch, hot brunette apologizing to me for the abruptness and talking food while hot receptionist is looking up the closest drug test place to them on the internet for me...), waiting in line at the whiz quiz station, then driving home via 92, which was full of lunchgoing grannies with no place to go.
*sniff sniff* anybody else smell Sulfur? *grin*