So I got the call center job. I hope it doesn’t end up to be a disaster. By the looks of the potential hires, its not going to be the most professional of jobs. The recruiters were also going on about how high my scores were and how fast I type. Well, I do type quickly, but not the way I was taught in school. It’s my own, non-scientific technique.
So I hope this ends up as a job that I can call home. It’s been a long time since I’ve stayed at a job more than a couple of years. Those were the good old days. I worked a manufacturing job and made great money. We had two new cars, I bought a house and I even had money to buy things like clothes and furniture. Those days are sadly, long gone. I just hope this turns out well.
Today he was supposed to go discuss a project with a company he’s worked with for many years, but rather than keep the appointment, as soon as I left for the interview, he took off for the store with money I later found out that was stolen from my wallet. He’s well on his way into oblivion, talking nonsense and smoking wherever the fuck he pleases. I wasn’t even gone two hours.
Oh well. Tonight my friend is coming over and we’re celebrating her birthday. I’ve got a week off before I start the new job and I’d like to savor every moment till then.
Congratulations! It may not be the best, but its a job
I am happy for you. Enjoy you time off this week and get some rest for me. I am at work and cannot keep my eyes open. You can probably figure out why. The alcoholic went to the store last night and let’s just say he got right. Oh well, I just wanted to say congrats, now I am going to try and catch a few z’s before the boss get’s here, JK.