“Be vewwy, vewwy quiet…I’m hunting wabbits!”
Today’s installment from yours truly is one of those that you might see on one of those E! Real Life Stories in a few years. Ahhh, who am I kidding, it’ll be on next year!
Rewind back to Monday. I get a call from Company X to come in for a job interview at 1:00 post meridian time on Friday. That would be today for those of you who don’t monitor a calender.
So I’m pretty excited all week long because Company X is a pretty good place to work from what I hear.
So Friday finally gets here, I wake up, let Maverick out, feed the cat, make some coffee, drink half a pot, read the news, check to see if there’s anything new in the fantasy football world, do the 3 S’s :), then I get all dressed up to go on my 1:00 interview at Company X.
Now Company X is located in downtown Cincinnati. I am located in Morrow, well to be more precise, I’m located in Hamilton Township for taxation purposes.
So I drive for 30 minutes to get downtown to Company X, spend another 15 minutes looking for parking, finally find a decent spot where I don’t have to walk 15 blocks and proceed to go inside.
I get off the elevator, and walk up to the receptionist desk there. She looks up at me, remember I’m all dressed up, etc. and say’s, “Hello, may I help you”
I say: “Yes I’m here for a 1:00 interview with Mr. X that was set up on Monday”
I’m thinking ok what the hell is going on.
She still was speachless. Dammit quit leaving me in suspense here lady!
She finally opens her mouth and all I heard was “Blah blah blah, I’m a retard”
What she actually said though was: “Sir, I am soooooo sorry I was instructed to call you yesterday morning my Mr. X and reschedule your interview with him for sometime next week. He ended up having an unexpected meeting to attend to and after wards plans to go home early.”
I wanted to strangle her! I mean like white knuckles death grip strangle!
I worked through my extreme frustration, because even with all this happening, what am I going to be able to do about it….. I’m the one that wants a job, not the other way around. I also didn’t want to leave a bad mark with someone directly tied to Mr. X so I remained what I like to call “aggressively polite” : )
So in writing the final chapter of the event here, I now have another interview with Company X come next Tuesday, at 1:00 AGAIN. I hope after this slight fiasco that maybe they feel someone guilty and it automatically bumps me to the leading candidate spot! Doubtful yes, but still praying for it—- for both my sanity and the sanity of my wife!
*Company X and Mr. X’s names are withheld as to not jeopardize my future interview”
Thank God It’s Friday!