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This is where I drone on about a job that I don't quite have yet
2002-05-01 - 12:18 a.m.

Damn. I'm tired. Working basically 2 jobs sux.

Trying to co-ordinate a schedule between two, sometimes 3 stores, while looking for a new job sux even more.

I had an interview for a Graphic Design position in Deleware last Wednesday. It's at a multi-branch car dealership that is looking for an on-site designer to handle all the advertising, brochures, and direct sales marketing.

It looks like an awesome job, I hope I get it. I hate my current job. Actually "hate" isn't accurate, "loathe with an undying passion" is more like it.

I'm tired of dealing with stupid people; people that throw things at you, people that have no common sense whatsoever, throw a hissy fit at the drop of a hat and are otherwise just plain horrible.

I work with the public, can't you tell?

There is only one place that could possibly be worse: being the receptionist at the doctor's office or some similar medical position. I see these people when they're not bleeding, I can't imagine working at a hospital.

Back to my job prospect... I sort of have an "in" over the other applicants. I was referred by my brother's friend Brad, whose mother has worked there for the past 7 years. I also was the first person to call about the position when it became available.

And I seemed to have a good rapport with the guy in charge of hiring for the position, which is important because people have a tendancy to hire "like" personalities. Shawn would also be my immediate supervisor if I recieved the position so starting off on the right foot, so to speak, would be a major advantage.

I was fine during the hour long phone interview a week preceeding my on site interview, but I was really nervous for the latter. There were 3 interviewers and I kind of felt like I was at a panel jury trial for a while. Not that they were trying to be overly intimidating, but it was daunting, none the less. Besides Shawn, the marketing director (a woman), and another manager (a guy who was with the company 20 years but I forgot what he was in charge of), were the interviewers.

Shawn was the one I was most comfortable with, having talked to him on the phone several times. The Manager (as he will be referred to because I forgot his name) was the scariest of the three, up until the point when Shawn left the room to get a copy of the full job description, and he asked me: besides working at Wawa and school, did I have any hobbies?

I smiled involintarily, and said: comic books. I collect comic books.

I told him that I had a ton of them, and I collect around 20 a month. Then I went on to relate that if involved in a process for creating a book I would like to be an inker or a colorist because that is what adds so much life and vibrancy to the form. And he just sat there and smiled. Shawn walked back in, and the Marketing Lady (forgot her name too) piped up: "Oh don't even try and talk to them right now... they're talking about comic books", and laughed.

So perhaps I won The Manager over a little with that.

I also scored points with something else also. While rambling a bit, I blurted out that the company seems good and they all "seem like good people" and the 3 of them started cracking up. They told me that phrase was basically the company's former tag line. "We're good people, we sell good cars" or something to that effect. Talk about hitting the nail on the head!

All in all they said they liked my portfolio and I would find out if I had the job by this Friday (the 3rd). I made a point to tell Shawn as he walked me out that this looked like the kind of job I was looking for, and I would really like to work there.

Wish me luck.

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yes i am - 2002-09-27

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