If this happens, it would be the final piece to my father's puzzle, and I truly hope I dont live too long to see it come true.. or.. that something happens to him first, before it does.. because.. his reaction was truly insane.
As most on here are aware.. I've been working very hard to find jobs.. to no avail. Lately,,. I've been killing myself.. using the cold weather to my advantage, staying home every day, all day, to search for jobs, and send out many applications, except for a couple of hours foray to the casino yesterday.
I had an interview this morning.. with .. a small company.. that I of course will not name.
The whole thing was a disaster from the start.. which my father loved.
They sent me,. two confirmation emails over the weekend.. about my appointment.. which I answered.
This morning, when I was getting dressed, and was all keyed up for the interview, they called again, which served to make me more nervous, at a time I was trying to relax myself before the interview. .
I decided to take a cab one way there.
I got to the office.. and.. it was about the worst interview I ever had.
They made me wait.. close to.. an hour after the appointment scheduled time. Fine.
The meeting lasted exactly one minute..
Most other companies, said they would call back, within 24 to 48 hours.
These people said.. I wouldnt hear from them.. for a week.
When I got home., I told my SOB father that such was the worst interview I'd ever had. This is a man who doesnt like to be "badgered, or questioned" ever. Yet, he thought nothing of them badgering me three times within a 48 hour period, including just before the interview, and making me wait. a week to hear back.
He then told me he doesnt know when he can see me, and told me to "Keep Plugging Away".
Fucking bastard.
If I got this job, it would be the final piece to his puzzle. He can then turn around and say
"Sheila fucked Mitch up".
I always hope to get every job I interview for. I'm aware that I need a job.
In all the dozens of jobs I've applied to so far.. I've NEVER wished not to get a job, even with the shell shock I still feel sometimes over Aflac.
This is one job, I truly hope I dont get, although knowing my luck, I'll get it and have to take it, because I need a job, which would be much to my fucking father's delight.
I felt so bad after coming home, that, I'm going to take tonight off, and go back to looking tomorrow morning, with the hope that I can get more interviews and something else.
This place depressed me so much, that, even if I was offered something with, a little less pay, in a better place, and believe me, the pay here wasnt great, I would take the other place.
Those who have read my posts know the best foot forward I've put in the job search over the past two months, even with the devastation of losing Aflac.
This job, I truly hope I dont get. Both, because I hated the situation, and because it would make my father happy if I got the job.
That fuck has already gotten enough joy in his life, including watching my mom suffer and die, having me his way, and seeing me lose Aflac, which he loved.
Fuck him. What would make me happy.
Is if I could get the company I really want to started, not be dependant on him, and then do with him as I please.
As most on here are aware.. I've been working very hard to find jobs.. to no avail. Lately,,. I've been killing myself.. using the cold weather to my advantage, staying home every day, all day, to search for jobs, and send out many applications, except for a couple of hours foray to the casino yesterday.
I had an interview this morning.. with .. a small company.. that I of course will not name.
The whole thing was a disaster from the start.. which my father loved.
They sent me,. two confirmation emails over the weekend.. about my appointment.. which I answered.
This morning, when I was getting dressed, and was all keyed up for the interview, they called again, which served to make me more nervous, at a time I was trying to relax myself before the interview. .
I decided to take a cab one way there.
I got to the office.. and.. it was about the worst interview I ever had.
They made me wait.. close to.. an hour after the appointment scheduled time. Fine.
The meeting lasted exactly one minute..
Most other companies, said they would call back, within 24 to 48 hours.
These people said.. I wouldnt hear from them.. for a week.
When I got home., I told my SOB father that such was the worst interview I'd ever had. This is a man who doesnt like to be "badgered, or questioned" ever. Yet, he thought nothing of them badgering me three times within a 48 hour period, including just before the interview, and making me wait. a week to hear back.
He then told me he doesnt know when he can see me, and told me to "Keep Plugging Away".
Fucking bastard.
If I got this job, it would be the final piece to his puzzle. He can then turn around and say
"Sheila fucked Mitch up".
I always hope to get every job I interview for. I'm aware that I need a job.
In all the dozens of jobs I've applied to so far.. I've NEVER wished not to get a job, even with the shell shock I still feel sometimes over Aflac.
This is one job, I truly hope I dont get, although knowing my luck, I'll get it and have to take it, because I need a job, which would be much to my fucking father's delight.
I felt so bad after coming home, that, I'm going to take tonight off, and go back to looking tomorrow morning, with the hope that I can get more interviews and something else.
This place depressed me so much, that, even if I was offered something with, a little less pay, in a better place, and believe me, the pay here wasnt great, I would take the other place.
Those who have read my posts know the best foot forward I've put in the job search over the past two months, even with the devastation of losing Aflac.
This job, I truly hope I dont get. Both, because I hated the situation, and because it would make my father happy if I got the job.
That fuck has already gotten enough joy in his life, including watching my mom suffer and die, having me his way, and seeing me lose Aflac, which he loved.
Fuck him. What would make me happy.
Is if I could get the company I really want to started, not be dependant on him, and then do with him as I please.
