Jun 16, 2006 10:23
A follow-up, incredibly:
This morning I went in to Target for my 10 AM "appointment" which was clearly not an appointment at all because nobody there had any idea about it. An unhappy man told me to sit in the Starbucks so I assumed the same position as yesterday and waited for twenty minutes while someone radio'd my name to someone else like 40 times. "How do you spell that?" "B-U-S-I-E-K." "Yeah,we've got a Julie Broozick here, B-R-U-Z-I-C-K..."
The whole time I resisted the impulse to run for the door. Anyway, I needn't have, because in the fullness of time, Phil approached, sat down, and looked sternly through my application. "It says you're only looking for temporary work. I'm sorry, but we don't hire for the summer." For a moment I was speechless -- absolutely speechless -- and then I even had to grovel and beg, because I'm just that desperate. To no avail.
I have so much anger in my soul against Target.
And then -- if I can't even get hired there, then where? Am I really facing an entire summer of waking up at noon and doing nothing, just nothing, all day?
Fuck. The fucking...just...FUCK.