Frosted opinions
So, apparently ColesMyer don't want me as a Christmas Casual. Feeling a bit down, but probably just because I couldn't woo them with my incomprehensible jibber-jabber and constant humming of No Balance Palace during the interview session. Also slightly shot by the fact that they emailed me RIGHT AFTERWARDS to tell me "after reviewing your application and taking into account a number of aspects, including the availability of positions and other suitable candidates in your area, your application was unsuccessful." They could have at least waited a couple of days to make it seem like they were considering it.
And 'including' my ass, this is all because the girl next to me had a whole speech planned and I was grossly outshone. And I was up against BEN LEE himself. Or Oliver, as most people would call him. Infact, I think I'd be perfectly ok with the situation if Ben Lee doesn't get offered a job either. Or after I've had a night's sleep to de-pent.
Thinking back I wasn't expecting to get the job. I didn't really want it anyway, and I couldn't even work when they wanted me to. And even if they had, I lied on the application form, so they probably helped me out of that bungle. Actually I don't know what I was doing there in the first place - I made a promise to myself never to get involved with franchises or big chain stores or fast food joints or anything like that. I don't even know why I lodged the online application... Maybe just to see if I could? Peer pressure? Peer competition?
I've really gotta stop doing that.
I think as some strange coping mechanism I've just created this persona called 'Guy' who lives in Homer, Alaska and plays online poker a lot. And the Americans believe me. Entertainment satisfactory.
And 'including' my ass, this is all because the girl next to me had a whole speech planned and I was grossly outshone. And I was up against BEN LEE himself. Or Oliver, as most people would call him. Infact, I think I'd be perfectly ok with the situation if Ben Lee doesn't get offered a job either. Or after I've had a night's sleep to de-pent.
Thinking back I wasn't expecting to get the job. I didn't really want it anyway, and I couldn't even work when they wanted me to. And even if they had, I lied on the application form, so they probably helped me out of that bungle. Actually I don't know what I was doing there in the first place - I made a promise to myself never to get involved with franchises or big chain stores or fast food joints or anything like that. I don't even know why I lodged the online application... Maybe just to see if I could? Peer pressure? Peer competition?
I've really gotta stop doing that.
I think as some strange coping mechanism I've just created this persona called 'Guy' who lives in Homer, Alaska and plays online poker a lot. And the Americans believe me. Entertainment satisfactory.