How me can I be?
May. 24th, 2007 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vollmusI finally went job searching today, but the whole thing was very Victoria. My goal was to ask for applications at Victoria's Secret (ha), American Eagle, and possibly Macy's. I parked near Borders so I could wander around in there on my way back out, but I walked right by it on the way in, filled with purpose and in the process of giving myself a mental pep talk. I made my way through the mall, and as I passed the food court I finally caught a glimpse of my two targets. As they got closer and closer, I got more and more nervous, so I did what Victoria always does in these situations: I kept on walking.
I walked past them and all the way to the other end of the mall. I didn't have a destination anymore, so I just followed the flow of the mall into Macy's and wandered around, berating myself. It was pretty pathetic. After making my way through the entire store, I forced myself to walk out of Macy's and straight into Victoria's Secret. There, of course, the first thing I saw was a saleswoman at the counter, so I took an immediate right and pretended to be looking at the bras on display. I spent about ten minutes trying to build up the courage, but I completely failed. When I'd looked at absolutely everything in the store, I fled.
As I was walking, miserable, back toward Borders and my car, I glanced into Mariposa and saw a "Now Hiring" sign in the window. Do it, Victoria! I walked in and the woman at the counter immediately said hi and asked if she could help me at all. "No, I'm just looking, thanks." No! So stupid! Why? Why?! After wandering around for the third time in the third store, this time amidst casual conversation about the weather and the broken air conditioning with the really nice girl bustling around the counter, I wished her a good day and left.
But no. This time would be different. I was going to do it even if it meant death! I turned around, walked back in and told her I'd just noticed the "Now Hiring" sign in the window and was wondering if she had any applications. She was out, she'd actually been looking for them when she was talking to me before, but she took down my name and number and jotted down some notes about my work experience, putting a star next to my promotion to Lead Intern. (Always knew that would come in handy someday!) She asked if I was eighteen or over (yes, ma'am!), when I could work (any day, any hour, any length), and when I'd graduated (she seemed surprised to hear I was still in college, which made me kind of proud). She has two positions open, apparently; one of her workers is eight months pregnant. I'll be getting a call when the applications come in, and she said she was looking forward to talking to me again. Sweet!
After that escapade, I wandered around Borders to relish my minor success with Mariposa. (I didn't have to worry about asking for an application there because applied online this morning to all open lower-level positions at all Borders stores within 25 miles. It was pretty sweet.) I love Borders, and I especially love going to Borders without a purpose, so those twenty minutes were fantastic.
It wasn't a bad day's work, I guess, even though I completely chickened out. At least I ended up applying at one place and beginning to establish a good rapport with the manager at another, right? And tonight will be fantastic, as I will be spending a few hours in line with Lexi (as well as her brother and his friends, which isn't as exciting but is still tolerable) and then will be watching Pirates. I love midnight showings! This is a good day.
I walked past them and all the way to the other end of the mall. I didn't have a destination anymore, so I just followed the flow of the mall into Macy's and wandered around, berating myself. It was pretty pathetic. After making my way through the entire store, I forced myself to walk out of Macy's and straight into Victoria's Secret. There, of course, the first thing I saw was a saleswoman at the counter, so I took an immediate right and pretended to be looking at the bras on display. I spent about ten minutes trying to build up the courage, but I completely failed. When I'd looked at absolutely everything in the store, I fled.
As I was walking, miserable, back toward Borders and my car, I glanced into Mariposa and saw a "Now Hiring" sign in the window. Do it, Victoria! I walked in and the woman at the counter immediately said hi and asked if she could help me at all. "No, I'm just looking, thanks." No! So stupid! Why? Why?! After wandering around for the third time in the third store, this time amidst casual conversation about the weather and the broken air conditioning with the really nice girl bustling around the counter, I wished her a good day and left.
But no. This time would be different. I was going to do it even if it meant death! I turned around, walked back in and told her I'd just noticed the "Now Hiring" sign in the window and was wondering if she had any applications. She was out, she'd actually been looking for them when she was talking to me before, but she took down my name and number and jotted down some notes about my work experience, putting a star next to my promotion to Lead Intern. (Always knew that would come in handy someday!) She asked if I was eighteen or over (yes, ma'am!), when I could work (any day, any hour, any length), and when I'd graduated (she seemed surprised to hear I was still in college, which made me kind of proud). She has two positions open, apparently; one of her workers is eight months pregnant. I'll be getting a call when the applications come in, and she said she was looking forward to talking to me again. Sweet!
After that escapade, I wandered around Borders to relish my minor success with Mariposa. (I didn't have to worry about asking for an application there because applied online this morning to all open lower-level positions at all Borders stores within 25 miles. It was pretty sweet.) I love Borders, and I especially love going to Borders without a purpose, so those twenty minutes were fantastic.
It wasn't a bad day's work, I guess, even though I completely chickened out. At least I ended up applying at one place and beginning to establish a good rapport with the manager at another, right? And tonight will be fantastic, as I will be spending a few hours in line with Lexi (as well as her brother and his friends, which isn't as exciting but is still tolerable) and then will be watching Pirates. I love midnight showings! This is a good day.
