The Busy Post(TM) Submitted Thursday, April 20, 2006 - 2:16:09 PM by Klaitu
So, why haven't I been posting here a lot?
Because i've been freaking busy, that's why.
And it's unfortunate, because I really don't like being busy all that much.
Anyway, in the grand tradition of blogging everywhere, I will now resort to the old standard: writing about what's going on in my life. I know, nobody really cares.. and yet, I'm going to do it anyway!
Last week, my dad comes home from his newish job with a memo. "Get a job at Hertz, dial this number". After considering it for awhile, I decided to go for it, so last Monday, I gave them a call.
"Come on in on Wednesday" they said. So I did. Two Wednesdays ago it was 102 outside, and wearing office-type clothes in 102 degree weather makes me feel like butter in a skillet. At any rate, I filled out an application and took a typing test.
As you could imagine since you're reading words that I have typed.. the typing test was no problem. The minimum was 20, I did 54. The woman next to me was pretty stressed out because this was her third year taking the test, and the previous 2 years she had scored only 19. Poor lass. This time, she made a 20, though.
So anyway, I went through all that business, glad to have it done. The next day I got a call "Come in on Friday for an interview". I was still pretty sure I didn't have a chance, so once again, I put on my officey-type clothes and sweated myself over to the Hertz building and did my interview.
Interviews are the breeze part of the job-getting process. I've gotten plenty of practice over the years, and so this is probably the least-stressful point in the hiring process. The interview went well, the lady seemed personable, and it probably helped that I was older than she was..
And that's just weird in itself, but I digress..
Anyways, they sent me home with the standard "Don't call us, we'll call you" speech. I pretty much wrote it off.
The next day I get a message "hey, come in on Wednesday for a second Interview" Second Interview? This is unknown territory. It was no sweat though, I figured they were calling me in so that my first interviewer could point out how goofy I looked to all the other HR people.
But as it turns out, it wasn't a second interview at all, it was a "fill out forms" session because they decided to hire me. Yeah, I dunno what they're thinking either, but I'll go with it.
I filled out about 11 jillion forms, which is also not difficult for me, as I have much practice repeating things like my mothers maiden name, social security number, and "all the addresses you have lived at for the past 7 years".
Then it was time for the drug test, because apparently people just love their drugs. Durin the "getting a job" process, the Drug Test is the very last in the sequence, so I've only done it maybe 4 times. What is the drug testing etiquette?
I dunno what it is, but when I arrived at the drug testing place (which was a bathroom with an office attached to it) the receptionist.. I'll call her "olga" was not in a good mood. I did some more paperwork, and finally the time came for me to pee in a cup. Left alone in the "donation room" (it said that on the door) I examined the pee receptacle.
There wasn't any fill line, nor any kind of markings, nor were there instructions regarding hoe much pee was just enough pee. I decided to be on the safe side, and I filled that baby to the brim!
The joke was on me, because once I had finished.. "donating", olga merely dumped part of the cup into a laboratory tube thing, and dumped the rest in the sink. All that work, down the drain!
Once she.. certified that it was warm (maybe I know now why olga was in a bad mood) I sat back and relaxed.
Now I don't have any stupid "gotta be somewhere" business until May 1. I am looking forward to sleep, and my birthday. What can I say, I'm a simple guy.
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