A new personal best
so... i'll set the story up....
i'm unemployed and have been for a lil' while now. i'm also signed up to an agency but they're not having much luck finding me work... grrr... anyway.. at 9am this morningi got a call from a woman sounday way to chirpy for that time in the morning saying "hey ~deleted~, is it possible you could do a job for us, you need to start at 12pm". i said yes and took down all the details....
so at 11.50am i arrive at work... get all my leathers off (for my bike and nowt sexual).. and started training on how to use the computer system.. about 30mins in i'd got the hang of it and they were pretty impressed.... then the manager walked in to see me and how i was doing. he took one look and then said "can i have a word". he took me to one side and he said "what we needed was someone who was in a tie and looked smart and you don't have the right face for our company image"...
it was very hard holding back the temptation to pummel his face into the ground. i was wearing a white (and ironed) shirt, with trousers and shoes and i don't even own a tie!... the receptionist i was replacing sat there in a pair of baggy trousers and a fluffy pink jumper... go figure... and the "you don't have the right face" thing really pissed me off... i mean, was this guy face-ist (not to be confused with fascist)? then i realised what i had bought in Camden with iront last week.... i got my eyebrow peirced, hmm.. maybe he was a fascist... (damn you irony... knew i shouldn't of listened to you....)
so... i was sacked within 40 minutes... that's definatly a new personal best
i'm unemployed and have been for a lil' while now. i'm also signed up to an agency but they're not having much luck finding me work... grrr... anyway.. at 9am this morningi got a call from a woman sounday way to chirpy for that time in the morning saying "hey ~deleted~, is it possible you could do a job for us, you need to start at 12pm". i said yes and took down all the details....
so at 11.50am i arrive at work... get all my leathers off (for my bike and nowt sexual).. and started training on how to use the computer system.. about 30mins in i'd got the hang of it and they were pretty impressed.... then the manager walked in to see me and how i was doing. he took one look and then said "can i have a word". he took me to one side and he said "what we needed was someone who was in a tie and looked smart and you don't have the right face for our company image"...
it was very hard holding back the temptation to pummel his face into the ground. i was wearing a white (and ironed) shirt, with trousers and shoes and i don't even own a tie!... the receptionist i was replacing sat there in a pair of baggy trousers and a fluffy pink jumper... go figure... and the "you don't have the right face" thing really pissed me off... i mean, was this guy face-ist (not to be confused with fascist)? then i realised what i had bought in Camden with iront last week.... i got my eyebrow peirced, hmm.. maybe he was a fascist... (damn you irony... knew i shouldn't of listened to you....)
so... i was sacked within 40 minutes... that's definatly a new personal best