Monday, May 3, 2010

Corporate Rant!

Warning:  I am crabby.  In fact, I would even go so far as to say I am super-crabby right now.  Why?  Because nothing gets under my skin quite like someone wasting my time and money. 

Remember a couple weeks back when I wrote about my interview at Cracker Barrel?  I've been feeling reluctant, at best, about pursuing this summer job ever since then.  I knew from the get-go that returning to the corporate world of restaurants wasn't high on my list of things I was excited to do.  But, I also accepted that I have a responsibility to my family.  I absolutely MUST get a summer job to replace my substitute teaching income, and Evan managed to convince me that I could "suck it up" for three months of work. 

So, I decided to stick with it.  I was called back for a second interview last week.  It was scheduled for 10:00 am this morning.  My phone rang this morning and I had to turn down a sub job today because of this second interview.  Remember, I get paid $100 a day for subbing and with the kids at Grandma's, I wouldn't have to shell out the money for daycare, so I would be able to keep all $100.  I got dressed all nice-looking, put some actual effort into my hair and makeup, and proceeded to drive 45 minutes up to Cracker Barrel.

I waited for nearly 15 minutes before the correct manager could be summoned to come meet with me.  He emerged from the ally, sat down in front of me, and opened my application without so much as a "Hello."  Suddenly, he was taken aback as he realized my availibility did not include weekends.  The first thing out of his mouth to me was, "You can't work Saturdays and Sundays?  At all?"  To make a long story short, I explained that I had made this clear at the first interview, that I was not planning on leaving my current job where I work on the weekends.  I assumed since I had been called for a second interview, that this issue had been addressed and my employment was being pursued based on my nine years of serving experience and full-time weekday availibility.  He basically replied that he wasn't aware of this situtation (I guess there just wasn't time in the last two weeks to so much as glance at my application before I showed up today) and that there was nothing he could do without the GM's approval.  Too bad he just left for vacation yesterday!  This is where it would be nice if there was a "sarcasm font."

I left after about 15 minutes of this waste of time "interview."  They wasted my time, gas money, and screwed me out of $100 of substitute teaching wages all because the plethora of managers couldn't get their crap together enough to even look at my application prior to scheduling this interview.  And never mind that in Corporate Restaurant World, you can't so much as scratch your butt without the approval of the GM, so I guess I'm S.O.L!! 

Yup, I'm crabby.  And I don't care what my darling husband says anymore.  I'm 100% DONE with Cracker Barrell regardless of whether or not the all-powerful GM decides to divert from company policy and hire some hippie like me who can't work weekends.  I need a Plan B!!!

Anyone looking to hire a snarky teacher/waitress/mom/blogger for the summer?

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