And with that, it has occured to me that I have now been through six actual, on the record, job interviews this summer, and I still don't have a job.
That' six interviews. That does not include the emails I sent, the applications I turned in, the endless questionaires (which are dreadful by the way, stop using them), and all the times I walked in the door and asked to speak with somebody about what it would take to be employed by them.
Before now, I was working at Kroger for about a year. I started in New Baltimore and I left for school and worked at the Ypsilanti Kroger. Then I came back to New Baltimore when school ended. I'm pretty sure all of my immediate supervisors liked me there and considered me a good worker, so I didn't think I should have much trouble transferring if I asked politely at the right time. I gave my manager in Ypsilanti, Chris Logan, about 2 and half months notice, and that's when he told me that he's not allowed to transfer people more than once. That it was against corporate policy. That's what he said.
I called my union rep.
He told me that Chris Logan was lying to me, or didn't know what he was talking about, because there were no rules for transferring employees at all.
I probably could have made a big deal about this, complained a lot, and gotten transferred, but it didn't really make sense to me. I didn't think I would have much trouble transferring if I just asked about it when I moved back home, so I let it go.
I kinda hated it there anyway. The work was boring, the pay sucked and there was really nothing for me there beyond a paycheck. I figured if I didn't get back in, I was better for it.
Steve actually called my phone to
tell me he had "talked me up"
to my new manager in Ypsilanti.
What he actually told
my new manager was that
I have a cell phone problem.
tell me he had "talked me up"
to my new manager in Ypsilanti.
What he actually told
my new manager was that
I have a cell phone problem.
The first couple weeks I came back from school, I was in full hunt for a better job. I stopped by Kroger two or three times to ask about what transferring back would be like. I got ignored at least twice, and then told to put in another application if I wanted to come back.
I didn't really get that, considering I just working for these people about 13 days before. Seriously, I was still getting the employee discount when I used my Kroger card.
But I turned in another application anyway, and I went back about a week later and finally I was given the honor of talking to Steve Armstrong, the King of the New Baltimore Kroger!
He told me if I wanted my job back, to come back a week from then, because he needed to figure stuff out. Remember, I was just working for these people. Its not like I got fired, I never even really quit. Nobody was remotely interested in talking about me transferring, and now I was reapplying to the store I already worked for, and he tells me to wait a week, and maybe he'll have figured something out.
And this is the same man, who last year literally went out of his way to tell me that he had "talked me up" to my new manager when I left from the New Baltimore store to the Ypsilanti store...
AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID TO MY NEW MANAGER? HE TOLD HIM I HAVE CELL PHONE PROBLEM. A FUCKING CELL PHONE PROBLEM? THAT'S YOUR IDEA OF TALKING ME UP, YOU FUCKING ASS.
Never mind the fact that it wasn't even true, and that I hardly ever used my phone at all. What dill hole!
So you know what, I let this job go. And since then, nothing has been okay. First of all, my dad has been a TOTAL DICK about this unemployment thing. He kicked me out of his house when I was in the middle of hosting an Multiple Sclerosis charity marathon. We raised $500 that weekend with a laptop and a video camera, and he kicked us out because he simply didn't want to listen to us.
My first official interview this summer was with Meijer (take that, Kroger FAGGOTS). I applied, I followed up a couple times, and eventually I got a hold of someone and they said "sure, we'll interview you." The first interview went great. The second interview went great. In the third interview -- you need three interviews to get into Meijer nowadays -- I was interviewed by a woman named Christina, and she said "don't I know you?"
I said yes. Because she had interviewed me before, one year ago. Last summer I also went through three interviews with Meijer, and they straight up told me they would hire me. Then I never received the next phone call, and I called back a few days later, and couldn't get a hold of anyone. For two weeks I called Meijer every other day, and never got a solid answer as to what happened to the job I was promised.
So I told Chrisitna this story, and she said, "oh well that's weird," and then the interview went on. She asked me if I would be returning to school next year, and I said yes, and she asked me if I would be willing to commute back home to work here...
I politely told her "no, I don't think I would do that." She said "GEE THAT SUCKS, CAUSE WE WERE GONNA HIRE YOU, BUT NOT ANYMORE!! LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!1!!1!!"
Why didn't they ask that when they looked at my application for the first time? I don't know. But I went through six interviews with those people, and did not get hired. Six interviews, at Meijer, to be a fucking bag boy, and I didn't get hired....
Astronauts don't have to go through six interviews.
I thought I was going to real quick type up a story about my unemployment, but this has ended up taking me about 3 hours, and it's time to call it quits for now. Suffice to know that the entire time that all of this Miejer / Kroger hooplah was going on, I have been sending out response emails to random craigslist ads.
Keep your eyes peeled tomorrow for Part 2: The Legend of Michael Angelo. And seriously, thanks for reading. I feel better just talking about it.
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