FML

Well that interview just sucked big ole sweaty nasty old donkey balls. I get there after spending like 10 mins trying to find the hidden building, Great, now I'm 10 minutes late to what could be the best job ever. I get inside, tell the receptionist. So out comes Muhammed Achemed Ali (so not his name) and he's this little short man, about 5 foot (Pakistan- which I could careless where hes from) and has on a long sleeve button down linen shirt, black dress pants, and oh--heres the kicker, some Nike Air Jordans that are red and black. So I did an eye roll and enter his office. He proceeds to ask me how long it would take to fill out these papers, and I said, I dunno, maybe 10 mins. He then vomits information like I'm some sort of sponge and expects me to understand him with his accent. Uh-huh, sure buddy.

Basically, I would be aiding and abiding with immigrants to come into our country. I would be filling out their paper work to get a green card to come to the US. This guy has 7 different offices in Japan, China, Saudi Arabia and Canada. I would get their paperwork, after they paid of course. And then would be paid $20 per applicant.

Yea, no thanks. I don't wanna go to jail for helping Xan Jin Tao with his paperwork and have the police come find me and say that I helped plot the next terriost attack.

So needless to say, sigh, that I'm still looking. I went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and filled out an applicaiton. It would only be part time, but I need something. I'm still waiting to hear back from Massage Envy.

Thanks for all the well wishes!