I hate being a slave to Capitalism...when all my friends have swanky internships...damn nova
BefAHs: i think i just had the weirdest experience
arabica fiend: oh?
BefAHs: call me on my cell phone
arabica fiend: dialup...can't
BefAHs: well
BefAHs: i see where your priorities lie
arabica fiend: beth, had i broadband, we would be speaking now...but i am forced against my will to this inferior connection...and you have no idea what i'm doing with it
BefAHs: what are you doing with your dial up...porn?
arabica fiend: no no no
arabica fiend: you just talked about priorities
BefAHs: hmm
BefAHs: well, i'm going downstairs to put my feet up..
arabica fiend: ok, i'll talk to you later tonight perhaps?
BefAHs: umm...maybe
arabica fiend: well, if not, tomorrow
BefAHs: i'm kind of tired. the cliff notes of my weird experience is that i worked. five and a half hours at blimpie's tonight
arabica fiend: ...i see
BefAHs: yeah
arabica fiend: yeah, it does sound like an interesting evening
BefAHs: and i never filled out a formal application or went through an interview
BefAHs: i basically went in there and asked "are you guys hiring"
arabica fiend: not bad
arabica fiend: you must have a knack for this job hunting ;-)
BefAHs: but they didn't have any applications..so i wrote:
Beth Cochran
757-XXX-XXXX
I'm a college student looking for work over the summer - currently employed at Food Lion (757-XXX-XXXX)"
on a piece of paper
BefAHs: that was a couple of days ago
BefAHs: today the manager called my house and left a message with my mom
BefAHs: so i called her back and the conversation went like this...
BefAHs:
*Ring*
Nicolette: Hello?
Me: Is Nicolette there?
Nicolette: This is Nicolette.
Me: Hi, this is Beth Cochran. My mom told me that you called?
Nicolette: Yeah, how old are you?
Me: 19
N: Have you ever operated a slicer before?
Me: A slicer? No.
N: Can you come in today at 5 PM..(This is where I start having trouble following her...something about closing around 10, we'll see how you do...etc..)
Me: Yeah, I can come in.
N: Okay, see you then.
arabica fiend: haha
arabica fiend: that's awesome
BefAHs: So I go in at 5...still never having filled out an application...and she says hi, shakes my hand...and then has me come to the back room, where she tries to find a clean Blimpie shirt for me to wear for the duration of my trial(?),but fails. So she says "These two guys will show you what to do. I have to leave early."
arabica fiend: haha
BefAHs: So I'm thrown to the mercy of one (1) high school drop-out and another twenty-something who talks a lot about beer (although he may or may not be 21), his girlfriend, etc. I look to him for instruction most of the evening. Or more commonly, call out his name (Jamie!) when I once again screw up the cash register.
arabica fiend: hahaha
BefAHs: Before Nicolette leaves, she says...(and this part I love) "You can eat whatever you want..soda, ice cream, a sandwhich..help yourself to all the junk food...I'm a pretty easy boss."
arabica fiend: excellent job beth
BefAHs: So then she leaves, without telling me how many hours I will get a week, what my hourly wage is, or when I have to come back.
arabica fiend: haha
BefAHs: After about an hour working there, I was convinced that I was working with all the rejects the public school system spit out and that a Public Health official would swoop in at any moment and condemn the place
arabica fiend: hahaha. gotta love fast food type places
BefAHs: I mean, it's doable
BefAHs: once I learn the ropes
BefAHs: oh, I'm supposed to bring my social security card and driver's license next time I come in so she can technically hire me
arabica fiend: the free food makes it a lot better than food lion
BefAHs: I have a second interview at FYE tomorrow..
arabica fiend: ha, nice
BefAHs: yeah
arabica fiend: you'll be rolling in the money
BefAHs: so i at least need to call them to compare wages/hours
BefAHs: i have a feeling FYE would pay more..but free food is..free
arabica fiend: oh?
BefAHs: call me on my cell phone
arabica fiend: dialup...can't
BefAHs: well
BefAHs: i see where your priorities lie
arabica fiend: beth, had i broadband, we would be speaking now...but i am forced against my will to this inferior connection...and you have no idea what i'm doing with it
BefAHs: what are you doing with your dial up...porn?
arabica fiend: no no no
arabica fiend: you just talked about priorities
BefAHs: hmm
BefAHs: well, i'm going downstairs to put my feet up..
arabica fiend: ok, i'll talk to you later tonight perhaps?
BefAHs: umm...maybe
arabica fiend: well, if not, tomorrow
BefAHs: i'm kind of tired. the cliff notes of my weird experience is that i worked. five and a half hours at blimpie's tonight
arabica fiend: ...i see
BefAHs: yeah
arabica fiend: yeah, it does sound like an interesting evening
BefAHs: and i never filled out a formal application or went through an interview
BefAHs: i basically went in there and asked "are you guys hiring"
arabica fiend: not bad
arabica fiend: you must have a knack for this job hunting ;-)
BefAHs: but they didn't have any applications..so i wrote:
Beth Cochran
757-XXX-XXXX
I'm a college student looking for work over the summer - currently employed at Food Lion (757-XXX-XXXX)"
on a piece of paper
BefAHs: that was a couple of days ago
BefAHs: today the manager called my house and left a message with my mom
BefAHs: so i called her back and the conversation went like this...
BefAHs:
*Ring*
Nicolette: Hello?
Me: Is Nicolette there?
Nicolette: This is Nicolette.
Me: Hi, this is Beth Cochran. My mom told me that you called?
Nicolette: Yeah, how old are you?
Me: 19
N: Have you ever operated a slicer before?
Me: A slicer? No.
N: Can you come in today at 5 PM..(This is where I start having trouble following her...something about closing around 10, we'll see how you do...etc..)
Me: Yeah, I can come in.
N: Okay, see you then.
arabica fiend: haha
arabica fiend: that's awesome
BefAHs: So I go in at 5...still never having filled out an application...and she says hi, shakes my hand...and then has me come to the back room, where she tries to find a clean Blimpie shirt for me to wear for the duration of my trial(?),but fails. So she says "These two guys will show you what to do. I have to leave early."
arabica fiend: haha
BefAHs: So I'm thrown to the mercy of one (1) high school drop-out and another twenty-something who talks a lot about beer (although he may or may not be 21), his girlfriend, etc. I look to him for instruction most of the evening. Or more commonly, call out his name (Jamie!) when I once again screw up the cash register.
arabica fiend: hahaha
BefAHs: Before Nicolette leaves, she says...(and this part I love) "You can eat whatever you want..soda, ice cream, a sandwhich..help yourself to all the junk food...I'm a pretty easy boss."
arabica fiend: excellent job beth
BefAHs: So then she leaves, without telling me how many hours I will get a week, what my hourly wage is, or when I have to come back.
arabica fiend: haha
BefAHs: After about an hour working there, I was convinced that I was working with all the rejects the public school system spit out and that a Public Health official would swoop in at any moment and condemn the place
arabica fiend: hahaha. gotta love fast food type places
BefAHs: I mean, it's doable
BefAHs: once I learn the ropes
BefAHs: oh, I'm supposed to bring my social security card and driver's license next time I come in so she can technically hire me
arabica fiend: the free food makes it a lot better than food lion
BefAHs: I have a second interview at FYE tomorrow..
arabica fiend: ha, nice
BefAHs: yeah
arabica fiend: you'll be rolling in the money
BefAHs: so i at least need to call them to compare wages/hours
BefAHs: i have a feeling FYE would pay more..but free food is..free