Before I got my current job, you know, the one where the manager is my ex-husband’s (an ex for 22 years) girlfriend and the singer is his 4th ex-wife, I was number 2.….anyway…… I needed to find a job, quickly, so I decided to go back to being a bartender…..found it was harder than I thought…..a lot of places want you to be a server, first.
So I was doing a lot of something I hadn’t done in almost 30 years…I was filling out applications. I couldn’t believe how complicated some of the applications had gotten, and then I realized they were all the corporate restaurants. One place wanted to do a credit check! For a freaking server job?!? I told them I didn’t need to work there.
On to the next place…..
I went a restaurant I had been to a few times. Liked the food, liked the atmosphere, etc……. filled out the app…..then I talked to the manager…nice guy…..then he asked if I had time to take a test…..a test?…..a personality test…….sure, I’m game….. He said it would take about 30 minutes….okay…..
So he brings me the test, tells me to take my time, asks if I want anything to drink, no, and then he walks away.
I take a look at the test…..and thought, “You gotta be kidding me! I can give you every answer you want, here goes"…….
I finish the test, walk over and hand it to the manager, he tells he has to go in the office and check it, he’ll be back in 5 minutes.
Five minutes later he comes back to the dining room, (he’s beaming) and tells I scored really high on the test, and they would like to offer me a position.
A position. I thought I was applying for a server job. “Sure, I’ll take the position.”
Thursday, August 19, 2010
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