I'm growing very weary of everyone else's complete incompetance. For real, I thought I was a pathetic lazy bastard ... but NO, society has proven me wrong once again!
I've been trying to get a job with Blockbuster for about 3weeks or so now. I understand that the manager has a job to do, but part of that job (and a big part too) is hiring new employees. I AM ONE OF THOSE NEW EMPLOYEES ... right? Well, every time the fat ass tells me he'll call me back he doesn't. Is it a test of my good will? Is he making sure I want the job? Because I don't think I should have to prove myself to this douche nozzle. Not to mention, I have turned my lifestyle around to get this job. It means THAT much to me.
Anyway, what sparked my frustration with their establishment was that the manager was supposed to call me last week to let me know if I had the job. He never did. I called him on Monday asking about my interview. He said he had done the background check and it had come up clear-- of course, I'm a good kid. He hadn't checked my references though and that he would do that and call me back 'tomorrow afternoon' (yesterday). Well, needless to say, he never called. SO, I decided I needed to check back up on him, so I called Blockbuster again today. I get the other manager, who tells me she can't help me and that the man in charge of hiring people will be in tomorrow. I say thank you and hang up. THEN I go absolutely ballistic on my phonebook and living room.
My brother is all like, "Jesus Amanda, who'd you get off the phone with?"
I yell, "FUCKING BLOCKBUSTER!!!"
He says, "What, did you not get the job??"
I yell, "NO!! THEY COULDN'T TELL ME!"
Yeah, I'm a freak ... I know. It seriously bothers me. If the guy can't tell me whether I have the job tomorrow or not ... I'm not bothering. I can WORK for a slacker, but I'm not putting up with a slacker hiring me. This is getting ridiculous. I don't have the time.
On another completely unrelated note ... I was in a very minor car accident over a month ago. We were going to Checker's to get some grub and this drunk guy side swipes my car and takes my side mirror off. We follow the asswipe until we get his lisence plate and then we pull over and wait for the cop.
Mr. Goober takes our information and a report of the accident ... but he won't take a FULL accident report because there "wasn't enough damage!" I didn't mind, it was just a side mirror. He said he would call with the guys insurance information when he found it and we could take it from there. I'm like cool, now we can go to Checkers!
Well, it's been WELL OVER A MONTH and the Mr. GooberAss hasn't called the fuck back yet. I hate cops. I really do and I'm not going to pretend to like them for the sake of being politically correct. Don't get me wrong, I'm not stupid. I repsect cops to a certain degree because I know goddamn well they can lock me up for pissing them off. However, I know my rights and will Not let them screw me over.
Anyway, my side mirror of my Saturn ShitWagon is still DUCT TAPED ON and we cannot afford to get it fixed until we get the insurance check. SO, my car is illegal until Mr. GooberFace decides to do his worthless job. Yes, we're driving it anyway.
Incompetance INFURIATES ME!!! GGAAAHHH!!!!