Brother, can you spare a harelip?
I just got back from Phoenix. I left at 630 in the morning. I peed on the side of the road.
I think I told almost everyone who reads this about my "job interview" but I'm going to reiterate it for you. So I was poking around on Monster Jobs and decided to submit my resume to this marketing agency cause it sounded like a fun exciting place to work. So I get an interview (for which I was not prepared and had nothing to wear and had to buy new interview clothes) and the guy was professional, but very young and very vague. So he invited me back for a 'second interview' for this 'job' and told me that I'd be set up with one of their "top reps" so I could see how their "company" "runs".GOD. Let me tell you what happened. We drive down to P.B. and park in this alley. Marc-the-Greasy, my "mentor", with his slicked back hair and beady little eyes proceedes to open his trunk and hand me an armful of Disney merchandise. Thats the company we are "Direct Marketing" for. AKA door to door sales.
So he and I walk into business establishments...while people are working...and ask them to buy the shit from us. What shit, you ask? How does a three volume Winnie the Pooh book set with a read along CD sound for you? ANDANDAND if that wasn't shady enough, how does a lighted, magnetic driver. As in screwdriver. What. The. Fuck? This was sooooooo sketch-bomb. I felt like such an ass hole walking in to places and asking people to buy things from me. So after a while "Marc" asked me how I was liking it. I told him that I didn't see myself doing this. To which he replied that none of them saw themselves doing this kind of work. Blah Blah Blah. I hated how he had all of these self-satisfying explanations for this shitty glorified sales position. Finally I had to be blunt and tell him that I did not want to do this job.
He took me back to the office and I asked if I should tell the boss man my decision. Oh, Marc sounded so self-important and elite when he said, "The only way you're going to see Chris (boss man) again is if he invites you back for a 3rd. interview". "Riiiight", I think was my response. So I walked in there and I saw Chris and he seemed a bit surprised that I was back at 1230 instead of 530. So I told him that it wasn't the job I thought it was and it wasn't for me. He got kind of defensive and asked me what kind of job I wanted and I said not one that requires me to ask people for money. At which time he reminded me that no matter what job I choose I'll have to deal with people. Good point Chris. So, the moral is: If you are dicking around on Monsterjobs or some similar site and you see positions offered by 'New Line Promotions' or "LH International Promotionz", run away. And also know that unless specifically told otherwise, the term, "Direct Marketing" means door-to-door sales.
I think I told almost everyone who reads this about my "job interview" but I'm going to reiterate it for you. So I was poking around on Monster Jobs and decided to submit my resume to this marketing agency cause it sounded like a fun exciting place to work. So I get an interview (for which I was not prepared and had nothing to wear and had to buy new interview clothes) and the guy was professional, but very young and very vague. So he invited me back for a 'second interview' for this 'job' and told me that I'd be set up with one of their "top reps" so I could see how their "company" "runs".GOD. Let me tell you what happened. We drive down to P.B. and park in this alley. Marc-the-Greasy, my "mentor", with his slicked back hair and beady little eyes proceedes to open his trunk and hand me an armful of Disney merchandise. Thats the company we are "Direct Marketing" for. AKA door to door sales.
So he and I walk into business establishments...while people are working...and ask them to buy the shit from us. What shit, you ask? How does a three volume Winnie the Pooh book set with a read along CD sound for you? ANDANDAND if that wasn't shady enough, how does a lighted, magnetic driver. As in screwdriver. What. The. Fuck? This was sooooooo sketch-bomb. I felt like such an ass hole walking in to places and asking people to buy things from me. So after a while "Marc" asked me how I was liking it. I told him that I didn't see myself doing this. To which he replied that none of them saw themselves doing this kind of work. Blah Blah Blah. I hated how he had all of these self-satisfying explanations for this shitty glorified sales position. Finally I had to be blunt and tell him that I did not want to do this job.
He took me back to the office and I asked if I should tell the boss man my decision. Oh, Marc sounded so self-important and elite when he said, "The only way you're going to see Chris (boss man) again is if he invites you back for a 3rd. interview". "Riiiight", I think was my response. So I walked in there and I saw Chris and he seemed a bit surprised that I was back at 1230 instead of 530. So I told him that it wasn't the job I thought it was and it wasn't for me. He got kind of defensive and asked me what kind of job I wanted and I said not one that requires me to ask people for money. At which time he reminded me that no matter what job I choose I'll have to deal with people. Good point Chris. So, the moral is: If you are dicking around on Monsterjobs or some similar site and you see positions offered by 'New Line Promotions' or "LH International Promotionz", run away. And also know that unless specifically told otherwise, the term, "Direct Marketing" means door-to-door sales.