Time and Time Lords wait for no man...
Just spotted this..
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Anyway...
Went into Southport today for job huntings. Applied at three bookshops, one newsagents and one large Spar type thing. Like a news agents, only they sell toilet paper as well. Or something... I don't know. The first book shop was a disaster because the guy had NO IDEA WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. It went something like this...
Me: Hi! I saw a job advertised for here.
Guy: What?
Me: Um, at the job centre there was an advert for a job here.
Giy: I, um, what?
Me: Are you offering a job here?
Goy: Sorry, I don't know.
Me: Can I see the manager or something?
Gim: I am the manager.
Me: ... Ah... Well, here's my CV
Guy: What for?
Me: For the job you advertised.
Guy: Oh right.... yeah...
*gnaws own hands off* I thought I'd got the wrong shop, but I checked a few times and it was definitely the right one. The second one was fine and they said they'd call me if they want an interview. The third was annoying because they told me it had already been filled. -_-
The newsagent manager said that his brother had been given the job and they'd forgotten to take the ad down at the job centre. Grr. The Spar type store were okay and friendly and said I was the first to give in a CV. So... maybe... I don't know. :\
AH! But then there was something good, actually, that happened!! There was a little down the side bookshop in Southport I went to with the intent of applying for a job (forgetting I'd run out of CVs at this point). This conversation happened;
Guy: How old are you?
Me: 22.
Guy: Blimy! You look 14!
Me: Well, I am one of the Dúnedain.
Guy: Ah! A son of Numenor?
Me: OMG!! :DD
So that was neat. Had a bit of a chat with him about middle earth before realising I hadn't any CVs left. He said they didn't have any jobs going anyway but if I left my phone number he'd let me know.
The old bookshop is just about done. However, there's still some stock left and the boss wants me to sell some of it on Amazon / eBay for her. I'll take a cut, naturally. She's also given me a new book case which I'm going to get tomorrow. Also a new office chair. My current one is annoying and stiff and I don't like it. :( (which is why I'm always keen to steal Joshua's comfy chair of comfort, the only time I get an excuse is when I have a friend over and I only once managed to keep hold of the chair for a day afterwards. CURSES!) Why am I obsessing over a chair? D:
Hmmm. Better begin Chirstmas shopping. I've usually done it all by now. :\
Speaking of Christmas... Anyone want a Christmas card from me? Leave a comment saying so and then e-mail me your address to joel.cornah@gmail.com
Please note: all most of them will probably NOT be 'Chiristmas' cards... BUT THEY WILL BE CARDS!! MARK MY WORDS!!
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Anyway...
Went into Southport today for job huntings. Applied at three bookshops, one newsagents and one large Spar type thing. Like a news agents, only they sell toilet paper as well. Or something... I don't know. The first book shop was a disaster because the guy had NO IDEA WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. It went something like this...
Me: Hi! I saw a job advertised for here.
Guy: What?
Me: Um, at the job centre there was an advert for a job here.
Giy: I, um, what?
Me: Are you offering a job here?
Goy: Sorry, I don't know.
Me: Can I see the manager or something?
Gim: I am the manager.
Me: ... Ah... Well, here's my CV
Guy: What for?
Me: For the job you advertised.
Guy: Oh right.... yeah...
*gnaws own hands off* I thought I'd got the wrong shop, but I checked a few times and it was definitely the right one. The second one was fine and they said they'd call me if they want an interview. The third was annoying because they told me it had already been filled. -_-
The newsagent manager said that his brother had been given the job and they'd forgotten to take the ad down at the job centre. Grr. The Spar type store were okay and friendly and said I was the first to give in a CV. So... maybe... I don't know. :\
AH! But then there was something good, actually, that happened!! There was a little down the side bookshop in Southport I went to with the intent of applying for a job (forgetting I'd run out of CVs at this point). This conversation happened;
Guy: How old are you?
Me: 22.
Guy: Blimy! You look 14!
Me: Well, I am one of the Dúnedain.
Guy: Ah! A son of Numenor?
Me: OMG!! :DD
So that was neat. Had a bit of a chat with him about middle earth before realising I hadn't any CVs left. He said they didn't have any jobs going anyway but if I left my phone number he'd let me know.
The old bookshop is just about done. However, there's still some stock left and the boss wants me to sell some of it on Amazon / eBay for her. I'll take a cut, naturally. She's also given me a new book case which I'm going to get tomorrow. Also a new office chair. My current one is annoying and stiff and I don't like it. :( (which is why I'm always keen to steal Joshua's comfy chair of comfort, the only time I get an excuse is when I have a friend over and I only once managed to keep hold of the chair for a day afterwards. CURSES!) Why am I obsessing over a chair? D:
Hmmm. Better begin Chirstmas shopping. I've usually done it all by now. :\
Speaking of Christmas... Anyone want a Christmas card from me? Leave a comment saying so and then e-mail me your address to joel.cornah@gmail.com
Please note: all most of them will probably NOT be 'Chiristmas' cards... BUT THEY WILL BE CARDS!! MARK MY WORDS!!