| ix-nay on the ob-jay....whoops.
back to searching...
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| so, i stressed the hell out of myself yesterday going to that job interview. Problem one: I left too early, so I was just sitting in the parking lot basically hyperventilating. Then, when I tried to open the door, it was locked. :( I pressed the call button until the receptionist noticed (it didn't take too long), and when I stepped inside, I instantly started sweating. I told her why I was there, and I got an official visitor's pass (#9, lol) and went upstairs where I filled out my official application for a job. Then I waited for about 3 minutes and the interviewer came out. We talked for about 30 minutes (in which he expressed his concern of my lack of experience) but by the end, he simply said, "so, when can you start?" I GOT THE JOB! I start in a week. I'll work Monday-Thursday 2pm-11pm and Saturday from 9am-6pm. Full time. Benefits. And I graduated just a month ago. I mean, yeah, it's an entry-level position, but there's opportunity to move up in the company if an opening becomes available. And, like Dad said, if at any point I want to move on to something else, I have the freedom to do that.
Now I have to start saving my money so I can get myself a new car. :D I want a Volkswagen Jetta. BAD. We'll see. I still have a while to go before I'm close to ready to get a car. Plus, I have to start paying my loans here in a few months :( I'll be paying on those from now until I'm 90, I think.
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| this was in my cousin's blog, and i LOL'd...
"Needless to say that was awkward. People get all weird when they think
you're gonna burn the restaurant down that they are in. They look at
you with a mix of a your borderline retarded, and you must have been a
fucked up kid."
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