Sep 27, 2006 14:22
So I pretty much had the job when they called to schedule an interview.
I get in there, fill out all the papers blah blah blah.
The manager brings out a sheet of paper that looks like it's from Google Maps.
She hands me that and a sheet with carbon paper things (for copies).
"We require that you take a drug test" ...uh oh
she continues, "can you do that? can you pass?"
"Oh yea. Not a problem"
She wanted me to go today, but I said I wouldn't be able to until monday or tuesday.
Artie suggested cranberry pills or Flintstone vitamins. I don't have time for vitamins. Need to be clean NOW.
I thought the funny little foreign lady at the health food store would be able to help me. I asked her if she had anything to clean toxins out of my system.
"are you taking a test? to see if you're smoking or something?" Exactly! So she got me these deep cleansing herbal pills. If this work, I will be very excited. If not, I'm lucky enough to have friend willing to make donations.
If it's a blood test, I'm fucked.
And now, an Artie quote:
"they want a drug test?...well actually, if I worked there and I was high I'd be like 'ooh! crunchies!' ::sound of stuffing crunchies in oral cavity::"