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Just as I was about to leave for my interview, the phone rang. It was the gym I'd applied at some time ago, and they wanted to give me a telephone interview. I begged off, explaining I had an appointment I was leaving for, and could they please call tomorrow?
No problem, they said.
And I left the door going "Fuckfuckfuck!" Because I want the job at the gym. I don't want to work for a promotional company, but I can't afford to lose the possibility of getting hired there, either.
But you know what? That was the quickest 8-hour interview I've ever done.
I got to the promotion company, was assigned someone to shadow, and we started walking toward a bus station so we could do door-to-door sales for a cable company. That's when I discovered the pay was 100% commission, and that's when I told them, "I'm really not interested in a commission sales position, and I don't want to waste your time, so have a nice day!"
Or something to that effect.
On the way back home, I stopped by the gym on the off chance that I could speak with the woman who had called me. Yes, she could, and I did a bitchin' interview. The hours aren't my favourite (5:30 am -12:30 pm), but I can adapt to them pretty easily. Lately, I've been waking up around 5:30, anyhow.
They're supposed to call me by Friday.
The job would be perfect: it's five minutes away on foot, and I'd get a free gym membership, discounts on my fitness certifications, and I'd be in the ideal position to get promoted to personal trainer/fitness leader. With the money I'd save on gym memberships, I'd be able to take kung fu and probably Krav Maga, too. Oh yes, and I'd have weekends off.
Cross your fingers!
No problem, they said.
And I left the door going "Fuckfuckfuck!" Because I want the job at the gym. I don't want to work for a promotional company, but I can't afford to lose the possibility of getting hired there, either.
But you know what? That was the quickest 8-hour interview I've ever done.
I got to the promotion company, was assigned someone to shadow, and we started walking toward a bus station so we could do door-to-door sales for a cable company. That's when I discovered the pay was 100% commission, and that's when I told them, "I'm really not interested in a commission sales position, and I don't want to waste your time, so have a nice day!"
Or something to that effect.
On the way back home, I stopped by the gym on the off chance that I could speak with the woman who had called me. Yes, she could, and I did a bitchin' interview. The hours aren't my favourite (5:30 am -12:30 pm), but I can adapt to them pretty easily. Lately, I've been waking up around 5:30, anyhow.
They're supposed to call me by Friday.
The job would be perfect: it's five minutes away on foot, and I'd get a free gym membership, discounts on my fitness certifications, and I'd be in the ideal position to get promoted to personal trainer/fitness leader. With the money I'd save on gym memberships, I'd be able to take kung fu and probably Krav Maga, too. Oh yes, and I'd have weekends off.
Cross your fingers!
