so an interesting last 24 hours have passed, and like 36 since my last post. All I can say is that sometimes I think we all say things, truly mean those things, and the world feels the need to prove you wrong.
My last post wasn't to say 'whoa is me', it was meant to vent. So on to the details (mad props to my peoples soon enough):
After I woke up, with a whopping 5 hours of broken sleep, and still mad as hell, I got to thinking what was I doing back here. Like really what the hell is my motivation for trying to come back here? Well, maybe the answers will just keep popping up. I got picked up by the kid (if he was a day over 21 I'd be shocked) from Enterprise. He tried to make smalltalk, and I obliged, it wasn't his fault for my lack of sleep or bad mood. Got to the rental place, filled out my paperwork, and on my way to my interview I went.
So here's something hilarious about my interview-it was in the same office park as where I had an interview last September. And it was right next to the Chili's I quit/got fired from back in college. My interview was supposed to be a lunch interview, but when I showed up (10 minutes early-perfect!) I was told that it couldn't happen. It's noon now and I haven't eaten anything since 6 the night before. Oh goody.
The Interview
Hindsight is a great thing for a great many reasons. I will grant anyone that sometimes decisions need to be made quickly and with the best info possible, but others you can have roll around the old noggin' every once in awhile. I wasn't thrilled with the interview. The guy barely could look me in the eye. And while the interview lasted 45 minutes, he spent 30 talking about himself and his accomplishments, the size of his commission checks (really, I was waiting for him to say 'excuse me while I whip this out', I was laughing-on the inside). Now I don't begrudge most anyone on their success, at least not until they are looking for me to congratulate them. He mentioned that the owner doesn't like facial hair (twice!), that if I were to speak to a certain type of candidate they would appreciate a clean-shaven person as well. Let's put all the cards on the table-the playoff beard ain't going anywhere until said playoffs are over. Second, I have no idea what my amount of facial hair growth has to do or correlate to my ability to do my job. Third, I'm not trying to be a firefighter or the DH for the Yankees, so the beard stays. Lastly, me without facial hair makes me look like two things, both not good-1)a thumb and 2)a chubby 14 year old. I'm all set, thanks.
Then we talked about the job, what the day-to-day entails. Mind you, this is a staffing company with no CRM system, it's all in this guy's head. He wants someone to make between 100-150 outbound calls a day. The base is $36K. The commission plan is uncapped, tiered and I could potentially make a lot of money. However, the commission usually takes a quarter after a sale. So make a sale in July, no money until October, more likely November. No insurance for a year (with the laws in Massachusetts, I'm curious how that is legal?), so there were things to think about. He told me to think it over and call him in a few days. Was this a job offer? It didn't sound like it, but it kinda did.
Well, after waking up this morning, I will be telling him 'thanks but no'. My reasons will be mostly about the job itself. If I wasn't willing to take a job in downtown Denver that wanted me to make 40-50 calls/day last summer, why would I move across the country to triple my outbound phone calls? And sit in a cube? Then there is the more important thing-I don't think I would do well working with this guy or for him. And honestly, if you want me to come work for you, tell me, not that you've looked over my background and you're thinking I could be a fit. Either I am or I'm not, no wishy-washy terms.
So what happened after the interview? I went to lunch, at the same Chili's I got fired from/quit, and then went to the Barnes & Noble next door to get an idea, any idea. Maybe something would strike me for anything. Well, after heading up to the business section, and looking at how many "How to build an organization" books, etc., I went back downstairs and out to my rental car. I called my contracting company in Denver, because I hadn't heard if the company I interviewed with last Friday wanted to see me again. Left a voicemail. Then I called my Uncle Jack and got blown off, he couldn't possibly be bothered. So much for family.
I went across the street to the mall and sat there. I wondered why I am here. Then it dawned on me that I didn't know where I was sleeping that night. I can't afford to stay in a motel every night.
So I called my Uncle Bob (interesting note, thanks to my friend Veronica-aren't all Uncle Bob's awesome?) and asked if he'd like to have the company of his nephew for a few days. He said yes (you like me, you really really like me!). And then my phone blew up.
My buddy Gary was kind enough to text me and tell me that we were hanging out to watch Game 1 (don't get me started) and I could crash at his place. Sweet!
Then I had other friends ask me what I was up to this weekend. Suffice to say, I'm covered on sleeping arrangements.
And then the job stuff started happening. I went to my Aunt's house, and she said dinner will be ready soon. Home cooked food? Yes!!! I put my phone on silent, because I don't like to interrupt family time. I'm weird, I know. Well I got a call from another company that may or may not want to talk to me about a Project Manager/Business Analyst role for a Non-Profit organization. He left a voicemail. Did I mention my boy Jay works at this company and passed along my resume? That guy rules. I called him back, it was the guy's office line, left him a voicemail.
I woke up this morning, called him again and left another message. He called back and will be putting it in front of someone else and I will need to call him on Monday, this is a damn good thing. It's a req. that's been out there for awhile, and they are looking for someone with my varied skillset. Face facts, it's nice to be wanted.
Then Uncle Jack got my resume in the mail yet emailed me his response to it (you have no idea how infuriating this is to me...he had an email address all along???) and pretty much blew me off again. Gee, thanks buddy. No worries at all.
Another buddy of mine from college responded to an inquiry of mine about a role at the same company he works and told me he was on it and will see what he can do.
And yet one more phone call by another old friend who gave me some places to look where they have a serious contact or two.
And it hit me-maybe my family doesn't know how to interact with me anymore and show how they feel, and that's okay. But my friends? I have no doubt how they feel. It's in the cards, I'm feeling pretty damn good about my ideas when it comes to work and being here.
Now I'm about to get in my car to go hang out with one of my favorite people, and this could be interesting.....stay tuned, more details to follow.
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