I recently have discovered that I am fed up with working at the bar and have also been fueled by the minor panic that I am going to graduate soon and I still don't have a single "career" job or anything remotely related to my field of study or interests lined up.
While I was out at my local gear shop, EMS (Eastern Mountain Sports), I figured, "Heck lets just see if they are hiring--" and God was listening and they were. Score. I filled out the application and then proceeded to the worst part of the job search process... waiting. Now here is where the story gets interesting because I probably wouldn't be at this stage if Brandon hadn't pushed me.
Of course when I told my equally addicted boyfriend that I might be getting a job at his frequently visited gear shop he almost exploded. Literally. Then we proceeded to strategize and plan a way for us to continue to be together and not go completely broke.
In the end I think we settled for a payment plan.
So when I started losing hope that I wasn't going to get a call back Brandon insisted that I call and see. Partially to help me out, but I also think he couldn't let this opportunity to buy loads of gear from his inside connection to pass us by. I called and, after an awkward feeling conversation with one of the store managers, I passed the phone screening.
Today is Interview Day!
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