One small step for man...
One giant leap for those of us trying to reenter the work force.
Yep, you guessed it. I put in a job application today. I've gotten to stay at home with Robbie for a year almost, so I figure now would be as good of a time as any, especially since Robbie is with Duck during the weekends. On those days, I don't have to worry about having someone available to watch him.
As I mentioned before, with the change in management up at Sam's Club, I had been thinking about applying up there again and trying to get rehired. I finally decided to today. Mom had to go up to Sam's to talk to the PTC, Melissa, about extending her Leave of Absence. With all of the work she has to do of tracking down the minerals for the oil royalties, land, properties and accounts my grandma owned, she took off at the end of April to start working on it since everything has to be categorized and listed down on paper for the lawyers to look over and everything to be divided up according to the will. It was just easier for her to take off and deal with that exclusively without having to worry about her job. The sad thing is, even after working on it for this long, she is still nowhere near done. Considering her working was just mainly to get her out of the house, it's not affecting my parents financial status and the extra time isn't a big deal.
Dad suggested talking to Melissa first before I went through all of the trouble putting in an application to make sure I did have a chance of being rehired. I talked to her after mom did and asked her if I had a chance of being rehired. She said, "I don't see any reason why you wouldn't. You were marked as re hirable."
Then I remembered what exactly happened two years ago after Ethel fired me. She had me marked as a non-rehire. Everyone thought what happened was complete bullshit and one of the other managers changed it to re hirable before it was entered into the computer.
People backed me up then and they still do now, even though I haven't worked there in two years. It's pretty nice and makes me feel good about the choice to go back.
We meandered around for a bit, looked at the designs they have for birthday cakes and looked for potential presents for Robbie, then I went to do my application while my parents meandered around showing Robbie off to everyone who hadn't seen him in a while except in pictures.
Dear. God. The applications weren't this bad when I first got hired. I was sitting there for about forty-five minutes. Instead of having you do an application then calling you later after the background check to do those situational questions, they get it all over with in one fell swoop. Now my back and hips are aching from sitting so long in a hard as hell picnic table chair.
As I was sitting there, pondering over which answers would be the most correct on that test (I hate those things), Cassie came up behind me to go into lockup.
Cassie: "Oh god...you're coming back??"
Me: "Yep, gonna try."
Cassie: "Damnit. And here I thought we had finally gotten rid of you."
Me: "You can't get rid of me that easily."
The positions I put down that I am interested in were cashier, member services, tire sales, groceries and electronics. Dan (the GM) has been talking about hiring a few new people. They always hire a few extra people during the summer, though this year they seem to be having trouble finding applicants that can pass the drug testing. Dad said a few of the managers have been bitching quite a bit about that. They'll get somebody lined up for a position with s great background check, who passed the situational test with flying colors and got nothing but praise from their former and current employers...then they get to the drug test and fail miserably. That is damn sad when that many people are kicked out of the running because they can't kick a habit. But, hey, if it gets me a job by eliminating most of the applicants, I'm not complaining.
Until businesses decide to not hire people who smoke and start doing nicotine testing. Then I'm screwed.
I figure I might have to go up there and talk to Dan before they will consider me to get my side of the story. I know he has heard all about it already. Dad has talked to him on a couple of occasions, but there was word going around that I had been sited as an example of Ethel's injustices from other people.
So, yes, it was a productive day. I think I have a pretty good chance of getting hired, especially since I had gotten so many job offers from every single store in and around Oklahoma City way back when all of the drama went down.
It's a good feeling knowing you are wanted in so many aspects of your life.
I'll admit, the idea of going back to work after being unemployed for so long is a bit scary, but I know that will pass fairly quickly once I am back in the game.
Yep, you guessed it. I put in a job application today. I've gotten to stay at home with Robbie for a year almost, so I figure now would be as good of a time as any, especially since Robbie is with Duck during the weekends. On those days, I don't have to worry about having someone available to watch him.
As I mentioned before, with the change in management up at Sam's Club, I had been thinking about applying up there again and trying to get rehired. I finally decided to today. Mom had to go up to Sam's to talk to the PTC, Melissa, about extending her Leave of Absence. With all of the work she has to do of tracking down the minerals for the oil royalties, land, properties and accounts my grandma owned, she took off at the end of April to start working on it since everything has to be categorized and listed down on paper for the lawyers to look over and everything to be divided up according to the will. It was just easier for her to take off and deal with that exclusively without having to worry about her job. The sad thing is, even after working on it for this long, she is still nowhere near done. Considering her working was just mainly to get her out of the house, it's not affecting my parents financial status and the extra time isn't a big deal.
Dad suggested talking to Melissa first before I went through all of the trouble putting in an application to make sure I did have a chance of being rehired. I talked to her after mom did and asked her if I had a chance of being rehired. She said, "I don't see any reason why you wouldn't. You were marked as re hirable."
Then I remembered what exactly happened two years ago after Ethel fired me. She had me marked as a non-rehire. Everyone thought what happened was complete bullshit and one of the other managers changed it to re hirable before it was entered into the computer.
People backed me up then and they still do now, even though I haven't worked there in two years. It's pretty nice and makes me feel good about the choice to go back.
We meandered around for a bit, looked at the designs they have for birthday cakes and looked for potential presents for Robbie, then I went to do my application while my parents meandered around showing Robbie off to everyone who hadn't seen him in a while except in pictures.
Dear. God. The applications weren't this bad when I first got hired. I was sitting there for about forty-five minutes. Instead of having you do an application then calling you later after the background check to do those situational questions, they get it all over with in one fell swoop. Now my back and hips are aching from sitting so long in a hard as hell picnic table chair.
As I was sitting there, pondering over which answers would be the most correct on that test (I hate those things), Cassie came up behind me to go into lockup.
Cassie: "Oh god...you're coming back??"
Me: "Yep, gonna try."
Cassie: "Damnit. And here I thought we had finally gotten rid of you."
Me: "You can't get rid of me that easily."
The positions I put down that I am interested in were cashier, member services, tire sales, groceries and electronics. Dan (the GM) has been talking about hiring a few new people. They always hire a few extra people during the summer, though this year they seem to be having trouble finding applicants that can pass the drug testing. Dad said a few of the managers have been bitching quite a bit about that. They'll get somebody lined up for a position with s great background check, who passed the situational test with flying colors and got nothing but praise from their former and current employers...then they get to the drug test and fail miserably. That is damn sad when that many people are kicked out of the running because they can't kick a habit. But, hey, if it gets me a job by eliminating most of the applicants, I'm not complaining.
Until businesses decide to not hire people who smoke and start doing nicotine testing. Then I'm screwed.
I figure I might have to go up there and talk to Dan before they will consider me to get my side of the story. I know he has heard all about it already. Dad has talked to him on a couple of occasions, but there was word going around that I had been sited as an example of Ethel's injustices from other people.
So, yes, it was a productive day. I think I have a pretty good chance of getting hired, especially since I had gotten so many job offers from every single store in and around Oklahoma City way back when all of the drama went down.
It's a good feeling knowing you are wanted in so many aspects of your life.
I'll admit, the idea of going back to work after being unemployed for so long is a bit scary, but I know that will pass fairly quickly once I am back in the game.