I need another job. Reason number one- I am running out of money. Reason number two- Too much free time and I get bored. Reason number three- Im not getting hit on at bars, I need to try a new venue.
Although I would like a restaurant job, Im not so sure Im willing to put in the time cruising up and down the streets begging every restaurant to hire me. Ive done that, it's worked, but I didn't feel like looking pitiful. I thought about working at REI. I still might. But getting the application back there is a pain in the ass. Its not on any main bus routes. And I would ride my bike there but the tire has been flat for weeks (never mind that there are like 4 bike shops within blocks of my house). Then a friend suggested getting a job at _________. ___________ I thought. Ok. Sounds easy enough. I wouldn't have to do much. Be friendly, smile, I would get to catch up on my gossip in People and US Weekly. Cake.
I applied, and a few days later, viola, I got a call. Well that feels nice. I walked in there like they were going to hand me the W-9 and I would be working by the weekend. And after the interviews it sure felt like that. To me Im pretty damn qualified. Im reliable. Educated. I don't mind cleaning toilets (I did do it for an entire summer once). Hell, If their not going to hire me, who are they going to hire?!
Well, a few days later and here I am. Rejected, and by an e-mail. Who does that? REI here I come. And yeah, Ill work weekends.