Friday, October 26, 2007

Off Target


Guess they don't need my holiday help. Hmph.

Needless to say, I'm shocked. If I go in there and see one of these people working I may loose what is left of my self esteem.

Actually, there is a whole 'nuther component to this story now. My REAL job has changed yet again and my new hours would not be compatible with a shift at my favorite retailer... so it all worked out sort of.

Even so, I'm still pissed I didn't get an offer.

7 comments:

somewhere joe said...

Seems it was team leader or nothing. There goes my discount-by-proxy :(

J-Fly said...

Hey G!

Of course I remember you. Thanks for finding my blog, though I am mystified how it turned up under the search you mentioned!

Thanks for the good words, and if in NYC, give me a call.

Matt said...

Fools. I'd hire you. You probably look pretty sexy in that outfit. ;)

Sorted Lives said...

Sorry to hear that!! Next time you go and shop and they seem short handed, explain to the 17 year old dim-wit why!

Mike said...

Fuck 'em.

Jason said...

You're better off anyways. The workers there look like lemmings.

Li'l Pony said...

I'm very disappointed in them. Maybe they thought you were an undercover reporter.