Every fall ( i can say that now because I have been there for 2) they have a huge hiring rush. Last fall I think we got 6-8 new employees in the span of two weeks. It was weird. Come spring though they have a huge firing rush where 8-10 people were either fired or left for their own reasons. So when Fall rick rolls around we are worse off than when we started and short staffed like hell.
I get annoyed by my employees more often than I should these days because they have a tendency of calling out for reasons such as ' i want to sleep in late, i made plans the night before and I know I'm going to be trashed in the morning, i don't want to miss wrestling on Monday'. I'm not kidding. Because of this, those of us who are deemed reliable are constantly having to pick up the slack.
This weekend Heather called out because she wasn't feeling well. Coincidentally this was the day after a customer called her a 'shithead' and Heather vowed never to come back to work. Because of her call out the rest of us had to pick up the slack, which is pretty hard to do when our new Head Cashier isn't there.
I knew I shouldn't have answered the phone when it rang this morning (especially because I recognized the number) but i am patiently waiting to hear back from PNJ (possible new job) about the second round of the hiring process. She said she would get back to me towards the end of this week to see if I was chosen to meet with the hiring manager. I am sort of nervous about this.
Though I felt, and in my mind know, that the interview went really well, I can't help replaying the faults. I am not the most experienced candidate, i did royally screw up by pissing off the HR assistant even though I won her over at the interview and who knows. maybe in the span of three days they have interviewed soooo many good candidates I am but a lost resume in the stack.
When I'm not worrying about that, I am going over all my techy jargon in advance. This company specializes in providing production and film companies with cameras, film equipment and full service training classes. Seeing that I don't know too much about any of those things I bought a couple of magazines and have been looking at them all weekend. It's a little different reading about brand new filming techniques when I am use to reading satirical pieces in GQ followed by pages of hot men in suits.
But I know that when I go on this second interview, the Hiring Manger is going to make sure I have the technical knowledge to be employed there. I have the personality thing down, but if I can make distinctions between HD and digital cameras than I am screwed. Screwed.
So needless to say I have been a little jumpy when the phone rings. A little bit. Hence why I am now covering one of my slack ass employees shift. I could scream.
Despite the aggravation of the bookstore and the nervousness regarding PNJ, I have good feelings about this though. About everything lately. Like I was this person broken into a pieces that were beyond repair but who suddenly is coming back together. I don't think I will ever be whole but I am okay with being stitched back or held together by glue. I am okay with being a person with cracks that will expand and contract but never fully shatter. I am okay with being a person with visible scars.
And maybe because of this acceptance, I have a growing sense that things are going to be okay.
Because I know that I am going to be okay.
Now time to get ready for the longest shift ever at the damn bookstore. I don't even think I can squeeze in a nap before then. Fudging eh.
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