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Thursday, October 30, 2003


   I've Had Worse Days. This One Didn't Involve A Hospital.
Today started off like any other day. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. The cats who regularly have sex in my backyard everynight were cooking breakfast on the patio. I got up, got dressed, and went to school. When I got to school, my throat was feeling kinda sore, so I bought some juice to sooth it.

It hurts to swallow. I try to say "ow" and it hurts to speak.

So I packed up, drove back home, and climbed in bed. I think I had a test in Broadcasting, today. Oh well. If Chad doesn't let me make it up, I still got A's on the rest of my tests.

Around 11:00, I got a call from AT&T Mobile at the mall. They wanted to interview me today at 2:00. Despite the fact that I could barely talk without hurting myself, I agreed to take the interview. If you're a regular reader, then you'll know that I blame my unemployment on a clandestine idealogical organization that is dead-set against me making money. I had to take the interview.

According to my watch, my cellphone, the clock in my car, and probably every clock in my house, I arrived at the AT&T store at exactly 2:00pm Pacific. According to the manager, I was 15 minutes late. Last time I checked, my watch wasn't a full 15 minutes behind anything. So instead of going ahead with the interview (because his watch is faster than any clock I've encountered since I got my watch fixed last month), he rescheduled the interview to Saturday at 11am. Seeing as I'm desperate for a job, you all assume I'm going to the second interview earlier than ever, right?


I AIN'T GOING TO THE OTHER INTERVIEW! AT&T MOBILE CAN KISS MY NATURAL BLACK ASS!

I know, I know. It sounds like I'm giving up. But do you honestly think he's going to hire me now? I have no prior work experience, and he wasn't willing to interview me during our first scheduled time because our watches aren't synchronized. My watch has gotten me to school and to movies on time. I don't know why his watch was so far ahead of mine. After I hauled my sick, cold-infested, hurts-to-speak but I'm going to go through with an interview anyway ass to the mall, too.

Besides, I'm a Cingular customer.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to wait by my phone for any one of the other 4 places I applied for last week to not call me.

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