Sweet, Dark and Crazy

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

A Face Full of Feeling

Unemployment continues. The assholes at my old job are contesting my unemployment claim so for now, I’m living off of hand-outs. What is interesting is the guy I’m kinda, sorta dating (very long story) has really stepped up. He gets paid weekly and every week he’s giving me money because he knows I need it. Considering my dating history (collectively known as The Cavalcade of Clowns) this is a welcome surprise. What is scary though, is how I cannot even get a call back from a temp agency.

I know Microsoft Office in my sleep and can ace all those temp test in record time, yet they can’t find me any work at all, and I’m registered with four of them. Finally, one of them got me one interview on Saturday. It was to be a greeter at a retail store. The temp lady and I played a full day of phone tag. She finally left the info about the address and all of that, but she left out one very important piece of information.

I show up to the interview and ask for Heather, as I was instructed to do. Well, much to my surprise, ‘Heather’ was actually ‘Hank’ in a wig, whiskers, big-ass man hands with extra-long acrylic nails and some big ole feet squeezed into some black flats. Now in Hank/Heather’s defense, she actually had her act together, was very professional and seemed like a very good manager.

But I was still distracted by the appearance, especially when midway through the interview she wiggled with the wig to adjust it. People who know me know that I have, and this is an understatement, “a very expressive face.” So the entire time, I was working on not looking like I was looking at the whiskers on her chin and the slightly off-center hair.

I guess I didn’t do that good of a job. I didn’t get a call back.

Labels: Men, Work

posted by SDC @ 10:54 AM

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