FUCK YOU RADIO SHACK.

Looks like I won’t be working for Radio Shack after all. Fucking heartless corporation.

*ring*
“Is this Amanda Schroeder?”
“Yes, may I ask who’s calling?”
“This is [name] from the district office of Radio Shack, calling to schedule you for a second interview on Wednesday.”
“I’m currently out of town until Sunday.”
“Oh. Okay. Bye.”
“Wait! Isn’t there a way we can schedule for next week?”
“No.” *hangs up*

FUCK YOU RADIO SHACK. Every job I ever try to get doesn’t go through … this is horrid.

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