Whoa

Aug 12, 2005 20:30

So, I decided to go into the Michael's in Buckhead today and just turn in an application, hoping to maybe score an interview later on in the month. I get there and start talking to the assistant manager, telling him about how my mom is a department manager at the store in Canton and how my sister is a front end supervisor at the Athens store. He's a really cool guy, and we seemed to be getting along. In mid-conversation, he just looks at me and goes, "I like you. Come take this mandatory interview and then have me paged to come get you when you finish." So I take this ridiculous survey with questions such as, "Is smoking marijuana on the job a good or a bad thing?" Hmm, I wonder what I should answer for that. But yeah, basically that was how the whole survey went.

I finish with the survey and go to the framing shop where the boy behind the counter wearing a band shirt of the Cure from what seems to be the '80s pages the assistant manager to come get me. As I'm waiting, a really tall girl with blonde dreadlocks walks in and starts talking to me before she goes behind the counter and puts on her red apron. So I'm sitting here thinking, "Wow, this is probably the most interesting/cool group of people at any Michael's store." The assistant manager, Ray, comes to the framing counter finally and tells me to come to the back with him. So I'm sitting in the back room waiting patiently as he jokes around with an absolutely hilarious department manager. She turns and winks at me as she leaves and says, "Welcome to the family, honey." I turn to Ray and he's like, "First of all, I just have to let you know that there are a lot of gay customers. Please tell me that you are okay with that, because I've had people walk out on the job because they saw two men holding hands and shopping." I told him that it didn't bother me at all, so he says, "Yeah... I like you a lot so I'm going to go ahead and hire you. I want you to come in on Monday and work from 2-close and I'll personally train you and get you through the paperwork." I just kind of sat there in shock as he went on to tell me how much he wanted to pay me, which was about $2 above what I was going to ask for per hour, and he didn't even ask me. He ends by walking me out and shaking my hand and telling me how excited he is to have me as part of "the team."

So basically in this past week I went from being homeless/jobless in Atlanta to having a place to live and a really awesome job. I'm really excited. I'm especially excited about the cool co-workers and the discount on art supplies. Dodd is excited too because she's an art major. I think that this will be a good year.
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