I was supposed to blog this yesterday but I fell asleep. My sleep schedule is all messed up again. πŸ˜©πŸ˜–

Think of this as my Saturday blog.

I went to my interview for that store.

Spending a lot of time loitering in that store let me see what a shit show it was. When I get there the cashier is on the phone arguing with a customer about a return. I mean there are stores you can just walk into and you know a shit show is going on in there.

Some clueless lady comes up to me and asks if there another kind of store around here. I try to give her directions, but she is from San Diego and has no idea what I’m talking about. Look I’m just chilling here waiting to be interviewed. You have a smart phone look it up on yours. I hate when that happens and to anybody don’t bother asking me for directions to anywhere.

It was not the same person and it was a good thing it was one on one. I really hate group and partner interviews. Because the people who are interviewing like that want the dominant person who dominates the conversation.

It was very different it was one and one and it took place in the manager’s office. Last time it was supported to be a group interview that nobody showed up to but me and took place in the back room. I was interviewed by 2 people who really had no idea what they were doing. (the worst thing about that interview was that I was the only person who showed up and still didn’t get the job) I told her about the deli. Why are other people so shocked and horrified by my deli stories? I guess only people who have worked at that store’s deli chain can relate to the craziness that is the rotisserie chickens. The funny thing I said if I could survive working there I could probably handle anything. Which is something I truly believe.