Job News: FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
Cross-posted on HG:
Good news: I start my job at a BBQ restaurant tomorrow morning.
Bad news: I put my life on hold for two months waiting for the restaurant to open so I could start bussing and training on serving/waiting. Today, after not having been called in a week, I showed up to pick up my W-4 tax form thingy and… oops… the manager, who was just fired, hadn’t been keeping up with my file and I wasn’t told about yesterday’s meeting, and all of the positions in the front of the house are already filled, so I was not actually, you know… given a job.
It’s at this point in the story that I would like to mention that I was the first person to submit an application this April and I was the first interview in May, when I was told that I would be hired to bus and train on waiting/serving.
So the owner, who interviewed and promised to hire me two months ago, was “kind” enough to offer me a position washing dishes for minimum wage.
And… meltdown.
