Hi, I'm back, after the site was so rudely pulled down for lack of payment for most of April. (Damn the Man! *shakes fist*)
And the good news, which I've been dying to report since I began the site: I'm no longer unemployed! For the last half hour, I've been employed, even! I'll be pricing, er, pre-loved men's clothing.
And it couldn't have come at a more opportune moment. Connie and I couldn't afford the apartment here anymore, the lease is up in May, and I'd had a few of what felt like sure hires. But, er, weren't.
Connie's employers at the thrift store knew of our plan to move to West Virginia, and they wanted very badly not to lose Connie. She's very good at what she does there, and finding a replacement would take a long time.
However, there was an inconvenient company policy (which evidently the regional manager couldn't even override): they couldn't hire relatives, or people living in the same residence, at the same store. Bogus.
So, in desperation, the regional manager scored me an interview in the Oshkosh store, perhaps with a "nudge" to hire me. Connie's boss (and her boss) talked to her a little about my situation, including the gender thing.
I had my interview yesterday. I'd felt like it went well, but I was pessimistic after feeling sure I'd had other jobs. Again, I was wrong!
Hi, I'm back, after the site was so rudely pulled down for lack of payment for most of April. (Damn the Man! *shakes fist*)
And the good news, which I've been dying to report since I began the site: I'm no longer unemployed! For the last half hour, I've been employed, even! I'll be pricing, er, pre-loved men's clothing.
And it couldn't have come at a more opportune moment. Connie and I couldn't afford the apartment here anymore, the lease is up in May, and I'd had a few of what felt like sure hires. But, er, weren't.
Connie's employers at the thrift store knew of our plan to move to West Virginia, and they wanted very badly not to lose Connie. She's very good at what she does there, and finding a replacement would take a long time.
However, there was an inconvenient company policy (which evidently the regional manager couldn't even override): they couldn't hire relatives, or people living in the same residence, at the same store. Bogus.
So, in desperation, the regional manager scored me an interview in the Oshkosh store, perhaps with a "nudge" to hire me. Connie's boss (and her boss) talked to her a little about my situation, including the gender thing.
I had my interview yesterday. I'd felt like it went well, but I was pessimistic after feeling sure I'd had other jobs. Again, I was wrong!
Praise Bog, I was wrong!
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