i finally broke down. i just couldn't handle one more setback. here's how my day started.. i went to my first interview, i got to the front desk and told them i had a interview with the spa. they called whoever was supposed to be interviewing me and she didn't answer. they then called the reception desk and they told them that she wasn't there either, so they told me that they would find her. 15 minutes later, the front desk girl came up to me and asked if i could fill out another application because they had lost my first one. umm... strike one against this place. 10 minutes after that and half way thru filling out my SECOND application, this lady finally comes up and says "oh, you don't have to fill all of that out, just sign it." gee, thanks for telling me that AFTER i've already filled half of it out. so we go back into an office and she says "ok, i hate interviewing, i don't even know where to start and i don't even know what to ask you." great. just great. strike #2. anyways, the interview goes as well as it could, given the circumstances. she asked if i would come back for a second interview tomorrow with her boss. guess we'll see if that goes any better... i'm very unimpressed so far
onto interview #2. this one went a little smoother. i did a hands on while i was there and she said it was amazing. she said she would look at the schedule and give me a call tomorrow.
yay! done with interviews, i have a potential job so i think i need a treat... a toasted marshmallow shake, in fact. this was another place on my food network list called stand. i walk in and they have a to go counter that i ordered from but since i'm there i decide that i'll just sit on the patio and enjoy myself. 15 mins pass and i'm wondering why it's taking so long so i go up to the counter and ask if someone could check on the shake for me. FINALLY my shake comes out and it looks chocolatey. i've never had one before so i don't necessarily know what it's supposed to look at so i take a sip. tastes like a chocolate peanut butter shake, looks like one... it must be a chocolate peanut butter shake!! for the love! bad customer service and to top it off, my orders wrong... i'm just like whatever at this point and eat it anyways. it was good, just not what i wanted.
next up, my fabulously long adventure home. long story short, something was going on with the trains so they were all off schedule. the train that i usually take was far and few between so when it did come around people were literally shoving people into and off of the train. i decided i didn't want to deal with that so i just took a different route. well because this wasn't my usual routine, everybody got off the subway at the stop before mine and i thought "hmm... this is weird, i've never been the only one on the subway train.." so i sit there for a few minutes until i see the subway driver walking passed! haha i was stuck on the train! he was so mad at me, he had to do like an emergency unlock on the subway door... whoopsie daisy.. at that point i honestly didn't care, it took me a freaking hour and a half and i still had to walk 6 blocks home so i decided to stop at a little irish pub/restaurant on the way home. it was decent... i got a shrimp salad but the best part, i got a beer AND a mimosa! just what i needed for the day. so as i'm walking home, i'm already debating whether i should stay here or not. i mean, nothing has gone right for me here. we've been doomed since we stepped off the plane so why do i keep trying to make it work. i get home and i'm freaking locked out! for the 3rd time!!!! i was so tired and so frustrated that i just started bawling. after crying and rocking myself for 40 mins, hashi finally comes strolling in... i wanted to strangle her. christi and heather got home and sweet lil christi rubbed mah feet and made me feel better :) for now i'm staying but trust me, if one more thing happens to me, i'm freaking on a plane back home. tomorrow better be amazing.. we're going somewhere for a nice dinner, some big fat juice steak :)
PS i've decided that people in this town suck at responding to you and pretty much just suck in general with their work ethic. the end.
on a side, side note, the locals have been very helpful and not all new york attitudey :)
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