I’ve now been looking for a job for seven days. I’ve put in at least 10 applications. Some of these places are at least 45 minutes away. One, repeat one place has called back, and when I came in for an interview, they told me that if I was going to leave June 17th, they wouldn’t even be done training me when I left for the rest of the summer. Try again next year.
What is it about my applications that drive them away? All of these places are hiring, or they have a sign to that effect on their front wall somewhere. Is is that they assume that I’m a crazy lowlife who’ll never show up sober, because I come from the ghetto of NH? Is is that they have never heard of WPI, can’t pronounce the first two words in the acronym, and so assume I made the place up? Have I impregnated the ink in my pens with death poison, so that all who touch them keel over gasping in five minutes?
And if so, what about the applications (three, so far) that are entirely electronic? How have I corrupted their automatic kiosks?
There are a few good reasons not to hire me. I don’t actually have reliable access to transportation (though I am willing to go to any length short of public transportation to ensure that I get to a job that i have, including riding my bike for an hour each direction); I won’t work for less than $7/hr; I’m going to leave the state in a little over a month and not come back for more than a few days at a time until Christmas vacation probably at the earliest.
But the applications I’ve filled out mostly don’t ask about any of these things. A few ask about one of them; one asked for two.
I later learned that the place whose application asked for two wasn’t hiring in that location, anyway.
I just don’t understand why nobody’s called back. One of my friends just wrote about how he got a job that I’d love to have, two days after getting out from school. I figured it would be as easy for me.
I just filled out an online application to Best Buy. This is the first application I can’t say that I filled out the application in good faith. Even if they’re interested, I really won’t be useful to them. The closest place that’s hiring is 45 minutes away; they’re hiring for a part time, weekend position and they’ll get maybe three out of me before I leave (I’m taking at least Memorial Day weekend off); I know that this one’s not going to happen. But I filled out the application anyway.
In part it’s because I’m desperate. And in part, my mom announced four days ago that if I didn’t have a job by Monday the 13th, I’d have to start paying rent to live at home.
The annoying part, aside from the insane time crunch, is that I’m pretty sure she’s serious.
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