More days gone by

Haven't blogged in a few days, probably because I was spending all of my time with Chris for his weekend. Had a cool thing happen to me the other day. Got a random call from Nordstrom, which I had applied to twice since March and had gotten rejection letters from twice, basically asking to set up an interview. I was totally stoked, Nordstrom is notorious for paying very well, although most of the money you make is based off commissions, you can stand to make quite a bit.

So, had the interview yesterday. It was LOOOONG. Longest interview I've had yet. Had to fill out a bunch of paperwork, then interview with an HR representative, then once we decided that a good fit for me might be lengerie, then I had to interview with the Lengerie Manager, then walked the floor with her and had to do a really stupid roll playing excercise which I totally fucked up, but whatever. Then, worst of all, I then had to interview with the manager of the entire store. Like THE Nordstrom manager. This lady, although slightly shorter than me, was WAYYY intimidating. I mean, I realize that she kind of has to be a little scary and serious because she has to make sure you're the right fit, but sometimes she was just downright rude to me I felt. She was just very short with me and asked me a lot of things that I didn't even feel were relavent, like asking me how we advertised at my old store...? Whatever. The worst part is she asked me the question that I have only been asked at one other interview and I hated it just as much at that one... "Why should I hire you out of all of the other well qualified people?"

First of all, I'm not saying it's a bad question or whatever, but to me it just makes me feel like I have to sell myself to you. Like, what am I really supposed to say to that? Really I want to say, "because I really need a job and I'm about to go broke living off of unemployment." or "I don't know, that's your job to tell me, not the other way around." I just hate it. I think I said something to the effect of, "Because I'm a very hard worker and I will always try my hardest and do my best every day." I just hate giving cheesey answers. I dunno, it never feels genuine to me. Whatever, it's over and now I just have to wait to hear if I got it.

Other than that not much is going on with me. Just been bumming around at home with Chris. Haven't really been able to go out and about very much due to the shittastic weather. I swear it's been raining either every day or every other day for the past two months now. I'm about ready to slit my wrists.

Although something funny did happen this afternoon. When I got home from having lunch with my friend Erin for her birthday today, I got onto the computer and checked my facebook and I had a message waiting for me. It was from some guy named Anthony and I could already tell from the picture that I had no idea who this dude was. So, I open the message entitled: Figure from the past? and this is what it said:

Hello,

I may very well have the wrong person here, but is this the Rachel Ryan that attended Grasso Vocational Technical Highschool? If not then please accept my apologies and disregard this email.

If yes, then this is Anthony Everett. You look markedly different than I recall, your hair was blond back then and I don't recall the glasses. You look terrific, by the way.

I also once recall that you reached out to find me through Myspace and I was quite cold in shutting down that account. I have no veritable justification for my action aside from the shoddy excuse that I was going through a difficult section of my life and felt it appropriate. I hope that despite everything, you will message me back. I have many fond memories of you, most notably the conditions of our first interaction on the school bus. If I recall correctly, I felt fingers stroking at my hair and saw you smiling when I turned around. I believe your statement was, "I like your hair, it's like a puppy dog's!" Your friend was there as well... Nick was his name?

Well, anywho. If this is the same Rachel with whom I was friends so long ago then I hope to hear back from you. If it is not, then well you got a chance to read an odd story of first impressions.

~Anthony

.......ok. first of all, this girl definitely is NOT me. After further investigation this dude is from Seattle, and I am from Arizona, so that right there puzzles me as to why he thought this Rachel was me. Second, who talks like this...seriously? It's like he's speaking ye olde english or some shit...like are you for real? Third, wouldn't it make more sence to just send me the opening paragraph first, wait for the apporopriate respose, THEN send me the rest of this crap...although you've gotta love a story that involves the phrase, "I like your hair, it's like a puppy dogs!" I mean, it was nice of him to say that I look "terrific", but for all I know he was just saying that to get in this chick's pants. So, not wanting to totally crush this dude's feelings I wrote him back this:

Anthony,
Unfortunately you do have the wrong Rachel Ryan. I went to Dobson High School in Mesa Arizona and I now live in Bristol Connecticut with my boyfriend. Sorry that I can't be of any help. Thanks for the compliment anyway, and I hope you find the person you are looking for.
sincerely,
Rachel

He wrote me back about a minute later: "Bother, oh well. Thank you for letting me know!"....Bother? Dude, you're from Washington not Kensington. Whatever. Just slightly comical and I thought I'd share. Well, it is crazy pouring yet again. Biiiiig suprize. Think I'll be spending the rest of the evening kicking back at home with my kitty and watching tv. My life is just tooo exciting.

*Update*
My ex-co-worker Katrina recently worked at the same Nordstroms that I applied at, she was a temporary visual merchandising manager for like four months, and this is what she sent me today about that manager lady that I interviewed with:

Diane, oh diane. She is such a ho. No one likes her. She maybe said 5 words to me in the 4 months I worked there! I'll keep my fingers crossed for ya, I'm sure you did well!!!!
-Katrina

Hahahahaha! I love it when my first impressions of people are dead on. She was a ho...fo sho :)