Oct 21, 2009 23:29
I read up on countless job listings and sent emails for 2 straight hours yesterday, I was ready to tackle on paper apps. Muahahahaha! And yet, another epic fail. Not my own, my mother's. She said she'd take me and what did she do instead? She went all the way to Upland to have a talk with my sister when she really could've done it over the phone. I said to myself enough of this, so I made a phone call. Just one. And probably they best one I've made since the night I called Arturo after those long two months. I pleaded that this guy give me a job, anything. He offered to interview me, TONIGHT. So, I went to Daddy. Daddy refused. Especially at a bar/cigar lounge. I called my aunt. No go there either. So I called my cousin. Finally a bite! Her and my aunt drove me all the way to Fullerton from LA and this is what the guy said...
Frankie: You seem rather eager. I'm going to give you a list of things to look up. Get a basic knowledge of cigars, blends, etc. and just study. Come back when you feel like you're ready and we'll go from there. You'll be working in Orange if you get this job, part time, $12 an hour. Interested?
This is about the time I almost shit my pants...
This guy was dope. I'm going to gather up as much information as I need and then call him on Monday and then set something up for Tuesday or Wednesday. Ahhhhh I'm so stoked. Finally, something. There's no way I'm not getting this, I don't give a shit who's in my way. WATCH OUT DAMMIT!