I started this post on the 16th....got distracted....thought I'd saved it...then thought I'd lost it. Found it a minute ago. So.... since y'all were with me for the good, exciting, fun part of the possibility of what I thought would be a dream job, I felt it only fair to share the not-so-fun part with you as well.I haven't posted about this, because I thought I was over-reacting, being paranoid, etc. But Monday when I had the second interview with the store manager (a female about my age) I got a weird vibe from her. For one thing, pretty much everything she told me about the job was the opposite of what the receiving manager who had interviewed me had told me.
For instance:
*The job is
"seasonal" as in only until the beginning of September. MAYBE longer, they weren't sure at this time. I was not told that at the first interview. At the first interview I was told it was part-time...which I was fine with. But
permanent part-time. Not 5 weeks worth.
*I would be required to move furniture. Or in the words of the female manager:
"Everyone here does everything." Really? Because the other manager told me I would NEVER have to move furniture. That's what the stockroom guys do. That's why they're stockroom guys.
Those are just a couple of examples.
The female manager also commented several times about how "some people think this is the job for them and once they start they discover it isn't"......how "we don't
dress-up at this store like the do at the showroom store". Ummmmm...ok....yes, I had on a solid color black dress, snakeskin gladiator sandals and minimal make-up...which I felt was appropriate attire for a second interview for a part-time position in a catalog outlet store. What did she expect? Sweats and a t-shirt?
The manager referred to my application several times and commented on my many years at the District Attorney's office. What had I done since then, etc. I answered honestly about my work for the lab doing genetic testing and my temp work as a legal secretary. I got the impression from this woman that she thought I was too good to work there. I don't know if that makes sense or not. Yes, I realized I was overqualifed. But I was looking forward to starting anew....at the bottom.....in an industry that I have such an interest in and with the hope that it might lead to something else. While at the same time simply doing a job that wouldn't be stressful, and would put me in an atmosphere with beautiful home furnishings (which we all know I adore).
It was not to be. While the manager was very pleasant and chatty during our 30 minutes together, I had a feeling that she wouldn't be hiring me. She did have me complete the form giving the company permission to do a background check (for a part-time job? Seriously?) and told me I would hear from them by Thursday.
I did hear from them on Thursday.
I received a letter in the mail Thursday (from the manager) telling me they could not offer me a position at this time.
In order for me to receive a letter from her on Thursday....when I'd only interviewed on Monday...she would have had to mail it on...what? Tuesday?
Of course I can't finish this post without noting that the manager was around my age.....no make-up, twill pants, solid polo shirt and white tennis shoes. Non-discript haircut.
The graphic below sums up the interview from my point of view.
Now....on to bigger and better things!
How about that lovely old school hotel a.c. unit?!?!
View into bedroom from front door.
other side of main room
Teensy kitchen
Teensy kitchen
