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Okay, when I was mentally writing this post in my head earlier, it was going to be a super happy post. Now, it's just frustrated.
The Census Office called me back today, and I was so stoked. Yes, I said stoked. Unfortunately, I was at work, so I could't call back until my lunch break.
Turns out, they can only accept 3-4 people at a time, and by the time I went on lunch I had just missed the last opening. It is SO frustrating, because the lady told me it was to potentially be the supervisor/team lead and THAT'S WHAT I WANTED. ajksdlja;k
They're thinking the job will only last 8 weeks, which... isn't as long as I was expecting. That makes me missing this opportunity even WORSE because the later it gets, the more likely I'll have LESS than 8 weeks.
*face in my hands*
Then, My co-worker cut herself on the slicer. Snip snip, off with the tip, just like mine. HERS was worse, and that nifty 6 dollar bandage did noooot help her. So she actually had to go to the hospital. B| That means that they only have one person closing, as the other person gets off at 9, and the closing person... doesn't know how to close. 8| So I'm going back in at 8-10 just to do the stuff at night that I don't normally do since someone else beats me to it. >_>
Here's to me not fucking it up \o
Also, here's to getting another call from the census, and me abandoning whatever I'm doing to answer the gd phone OR CALL BACK RIGHT AWAY.
The Census Office called me back today, and I was so stoked. Yes, I said stoked. Unfortunately, I was at work, so I could't call back until my lunch break.
Turns out, they can only accept 3-4 people at a time, and by the time I went on lunch I had just missed the last opening. It is SO frustrating, because the lady told me it was to potentially be the supervisor/team lead and THAT'S WHAT I WANTED. ajksdlja;k
They're thinking the job will only last 8 weeks, which... isn't as long as I was expecting. That makes me missing this opportunity even WORSE because the later it gets, the more likely I'll have LESS than 8 weeks.
*face in my hands*
Then, My co-worker cut herself on the slicer. Snip snip, off with the tip, just like mine. HERS was worse, and that nifty 6 dollar bandage did noooot help her. So she actually had to go to the hospital. B| That means that they only have one person closing, as the other person gets off at 9, and the closing person... doesn't know how to close. 8| So I'm going back in at 8-10 just to do the stuff at night that I don't normally do since someone else beats me to it. >_>
Here's to me not fucking it up \o
Also, here's to getting another call from the census, and me abandoning whatever I'm doing to answer the gd phone OR CALL BACK RIGHT AWAY.
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I hope... e___e