I almost got a job at the apple store! Now I’m pissed that I didn’t. Oh well.
I managed to get invited to a job fair for working at the Apple Store nearby my house the other night. I couldn’t have told you how much I would have loved to work at the store, besides the fact all three stores are out in shithead suburban megamalls. The edina store is a trek, but something I surely could manage by bike. And hell – the Apple Store!
There were maybe 50 people at the apple store, some surely were more qualified then me, but then I’m just 18, barely out of High School, and all the work experience I have is sitting around on my computer. But I’d say of everyone there I was probably 65 percentile, ability wise.
I didn’t want to check my email last night, because thats when they would call back to set up interviews. This morning there wasn’t anything there, so I guess I didn’t make it. Thats a huge bummer.
There was just something about working at the apple store: maybe the gracious employee discount, more likely just the environment and attitude of the store, that I think would make working there a little less banal. I really hate the idea of having a job, equally the idea of having money. But it’s getting to the point where I’m going to start needing to have money, and I need to find a way I can tolerate to earn it.
Now I’ll just have to find some other way to eke out a little bit of money this summer. I’m thinking cleaning gutters, or tooling around for people as a handyman (both!).
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