Okay, so I had a job interview today.
I lost a few piercings so I went to the mall looking for replacements. Piercing Pagoda didn’t have any. Neither did Hot Topic. So I went into Spencer’s and as I was walking in, I seen a help wanted ad. My first thought was “oh hell no!” So anyway, they must’ve been pretty desperate because as I was paying, the cashier asked me if I had a job and again, I thought “hell no.” Then she asked if I was looking for a job. I said no and lied saying that I might be moving and then left.
As I walked out of the store, I thought, you know what, this might not be that bad. It’s better than nothing considering no one’s hiring right now. So I go back in and ask if they’re looking for something long term because I supposedly might be moving in the summer. Anyway, I walked out with an application. I turned it in the same day and the manager called me after an hour. We set up an interview for a few hours later.
So I go back for the interview and completely fuck it up. I had to stay consistent with my lie and explain that it might be short term. The store manager didn’t like that. And my excuse was that I’m waiting to hear back from a job I’m a contender in, a job in parking enforcement with the Sausalito police department (I really did apply though). On top of that, I mentioned that I do volunteer work with the Newark police department. She didn’t seem impressed with any of these and I later realized that duh..she’s black and looks like a big old pothead. She looks like a female Bob Marley with her big curly hair. It’s a no brainer not to mention being associated with cops when dealing with these people. I mean I’m half joking but I think in this case, it might actually be true.
Sure, this is a lesson about lying but I also think that part of this experience is a spiritual ass-kicking. Last night I prayed to God and told Him I was no longer mad at Him about the FMC/Jennifer thing and then today He presented me with a peace offering in the form of a job. And then I hella snobbed and laughed at it so He took it right back. At first I thought, “Spencer’s? Yeah fucking right. That’s something I don’t want on my resume.” Then when I was starting to get all excited about working somewhere where I can be punk again, turns out that Spencer’s is the one that doesn’t want me lol.
So yeah, this experience taught me not to take things for granted or think I’m above anything ’cause I’m not. Teaches me to just shut the fuck up.
