Bonjour, mes amis!
Alright, I kept mentioning the job but never actually writing about it, so here it is. Wednesday, I got a phone call from Cub (it's a grocery store) around 10:30 in the morning. That's rather early for a girl who stays up until 1 or 2am regularly. Anyways, the guy on the other end of the phone introduces himself as Matt and he begins the phone interview process for me to become a cashier.
Matt: Name a time you had a big project to complete, and tell me how it went.
Me: Well, *Stifles big yawn* in my english class we had this optional project to do, *Stretch* ...
You get the picture. Well, he had great things to say about me, so he went ahead and sent me on to the interview process with the manager at the store. We originally scheduled it for the next day at 3pm but it turns out that there was a big all day "meeting" (I found out when I arrived they had done lots of wine testing) and so we rescheduled for Friday. At 10am. *Groan!* But I was too excited to be brought down by the fact I was getting up early for a job I didn't have, so Friday rolls around and I get dressed up and go to my interview (mind you, I woke up at 8:30 to get up and look nice and awake!). This man was very pleased with my availability and the like, and he even introduced me to the woman who would be my direct supervisor if I got the position. He said he would call "today or tomorrow." The rest of Friday afternoon I spent clinging to my phone like I was a mother with her newborn child. No call. Saturday I wake up, and start to think they're not going to call. Joy. So I try to talk to a friend about it.
Me: ... Yeah, and they really liked the fact I'm pretty much open whenever!
Justin: If you don't get the job they just found someone with more work experience, I know all about operating a business. That includes the hiring process!
Alright, so I've never actually been employed before... But c'mon, I woke up at 8:30am, got ready to go, and made it to my interview with fifteen minutes to spare and a smile on my face. Finally reading all of those silly news articles paid off! I felt confident, I didn't fidget, I didn't smile too much but I did when it was appropriate.. Things like that. And they really liked what I had to say.
Sunday comes, and I've more or less forgotten my hopes of the job. I wake up this morning to my phone buzzing.
Me: *Groans, smacks phone* .. Wait.. *Leaps out of bed, clears throat* Hello?
They had five people interviewed for the position. I was "very highly ranked" but didn't get the job, however, he wants me to get interviewed at another store for a produce position tomorrow. He said I'd be stocking shelves and that sort of thing. Most joyous day.. But hey, even though it's about twice as long of a drive (if not a little more) at least it's at 10:30am so I have time to get there without waking up earlier than before.
Non français... je suis fatiguée.