Sunday, August 25, 2002
Hello, to hired, to fired. (Well, not fired yet) |7:17 PM|
I just found a job, but the whole process has be astonishingly surreal. I was calling all the companies with ads in the phone book, looking for on site computer repair places. After a few calls, someone finally picked up. Though a bit longer, this was the basic gist of our conversation:
Him: "Comp-U-Med"
Me: "Hi, I'm looking for a job"
Him: "Oh, good, I'm in the process of firing my weekend guy. You want a job?"
Me: "Sure!"
Him: "Do you know anything about computers?"
Me: "I've repaired my share"
Him: "Great. Call this guy, fix his computer."
Me: "!"
I showed up at this guy's house, fixed his computer (RAM chip was loose) billed him, and left. All cash, though it was suppossed to be a check. This is without the guy on the phone (Rick) knowing anything about me. He wanted a resume sent at some point, but it wasn't real high priority. All he knows is my phone number, and the name I gave to him. For all he knows, I murdered the guy who owns that phone, called him, and was now expected to show up at this guy's house. This is all so...creepy. I know I'm a good guy, but for crying out loud, how does Rick know that? Sheesh. Hello to hired in less than 10 minutes.
I got some extra money today. I need to find Rick tommorow, and give him his share. Oh, and I have to go by the porn store and apply there. This is just a banner weekend.
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