FUCK! There's nothing better than a HUGE dose of WASTE MY TIME to piss me off. Last week I saw a job, thru another torture device (the dreaded agency), and (in desperation) sent my resume.
The Primo Bitch arranges an interview for Monday. D so graciously offers to drive me downtown so I don't have to spend the last of my change on the fucking bus.
So there I am, all coiffed up, and the bitch is in such a hurry she can't even take the time to conduct a proper interview. I was in and out in 15 minutes. Rush rush.
Then there was the "little" issue of way way waaayyy back in 2002 when I was so bottom of the barrel I (allegedly) lied on my resume. Well turns out (oh the web we weave) that the agencies now keep everything scanned and forever in their computers. So there I was, using up yet another one of my 9 lives, trying to wiggle out of that scenario.
It scares me that I have become such a proficient straight faced LIAR. But then again- what the fuck was I supposed to do? Confess?
I conned her into believing that there must have been some clerical error- that I have never done temp work and had no idea of why that nonsense would be attached to my file. I must be a good liar (look of shame) because she deleted the stuff. And the academy goes to....
So after all that it turns out the job is one I saw in the paper last week and have already sent my resume. FUCK!
Then the bitch sends me all this "testing" to do. She assures me once she gets my results she'll forward my resume. I did 2 of the tests and aborted the rest. She can fuck off. Either send my resume or don't. She already told me the name of the company so I know she's desperate to make her plastic ass look good by producing at least one resume.
I wonder if perhaps she should have sent me "psychopath" testing instead of the standard office ones. What a dog fuck world.
