I went to that job interview this morning.
Apparently the phone I got from my mom is still on Daylight savings Time.
It has an alarm feature that I set to go off at eight this morning after I went to bed a little early last night.
It did indeed, go off.
I staggered up off the couch and heated up some coffee, had a smoke and checked the old Email.
As I am waking up, I see it is ten after seven.
I jumped up and got cleaned up and changed, jumped in the bar brawler and hauled ass across the river, just narrowly missing Rush hour.
Got there a few minutes before eight and had to drive all the way around this big assed steel mill but I finally found the front office.
Parked the hoopty, got out, walked up, only to see a sign that personnel is four buildings down. There was a young kid looking for it too but I was a half a foot taller and could actually see the sign.
We both went in, grabbed an application and realized neither one of us had a pen so I stuck my head in the nearest office and got two, I ain’t bashful.
He was done way before I was and I told him to stick his head in another office to see where to turn them in at.
Down the hall. Pretty soon this dapper looking older fellow comes out, looks at me, I am still writing, and grabs the kid.
I get done and about a minute later the kid goes away and this feller shakes my hand and we back to his office. He asked me my name and I gave him my first name. he asked me what my last name was and I told him and all of a sudden his demeanor changes, Ahh, so and so Smith told me about you. ( my Dad’s neighbor)
apparently they have been expecting me. He asks me some questions, looks at my Application, asks me some more questions and then hands me this math test to go take.
So I go sit down and it is a bunch of measurement questions, like fractions on a tape measure, some square foot questions, the difference between a radius and a circumference of a circle, shit I forgot twenty years ago.
I did well, I only missed one, I think that might have been a clincher.
He told me he was really busy with some other things this morning but he would be calling me to meet the head of maintenance to see where they wanted to put me.
I took that as a good sign.
I left there, drove twenty five miles back to the Weasel den to feed the cat and grab the cell phone charger and then came back to the folks to take care of other business.
I called the union to get on the out of work list so I don’t have to fuck with “Job search” for Unenjoyment.
It’s the Painters union.
I told the lady it wouldn’t do me any good because I am a mechanic, not a painter, I just need to be on it for unenjoyment. She kind of laughed, agreed and told me it wouldn’t matter. There are already a hundred and two guys on the list in front of me.
Done with that, I tried to file my unenjoyment on line, four times.
I kept getting confused and finally called them so they could call me back. twenty minutes later, some nice lady called me, asked some questions about where I was getting confused and said, “No wonder!”
She walked me through it, I don’t have to claim my severance check, that saves me a bundle, filed it for me and told me it was a good thing I had called because even she got confused a couple of times.
I had to call the office lady where I used to work to get a money amount for the last day I worked to tell the unenjoyment lady and found out I have a small check coming.
So, it’s a long post but it is good news, I could use some.
Thanks fer stopping by.