Friday - left work early and headed for the job interview. I think I did pretty well - but I'll be damned if the general manager didnt ask me that hobbies question again! What is it with this place and the hobbies question? So I tell him "You know what - I really dont have any set hobbies like scrapbooking or dirt biking. I like to do many things and it really depends on what I'm in the mood for. I like to watch movies, I like to do cross-stitching/knitting, play games, do puzzles, hiking, going for drives - ect. Like I said, just depends on what I'm in the mood for." He says - ahh, you are an intellectual. Apparently, thats what he wanted to hear. So we will find out what happens. Until then, I will try not to worry about where I'll be staying if I do get the job because I cant get an apartment until later (like a month or so from now). Ah the joys of doing stuff without planning them out.
So after the interview we headed towards downtown LA to visit my cousin's shop for a bit until traffic died down a bit for the soccer game at the Home Depot Center. So I had this whole blog thing written out in my head - I had even broken it down by times but I had forgotten my little draft by the time I got home so you are going to get the highlights.
1) My dad not getting the directions ahead of time and us getting lost. He was driving and the driver is always in charge - true I claimed to know where it was but I'm not taking blame for this. Oscar - any reference to mom at this point and I'm going to start posting embarassing pictures of you here. Finding the joint and my dad driving down the bike lane to get there faster (no kidding) then getting mad when the drivers would let him get back line.
2) What is it with the cheapskates at this thing? I saw three people climb a 10ft fence to break into the arena to go see the game. - my dad told me that some people climbed the fence at the end of the stadium, slid down the grassy knoll, and jumped the second fence.
3) When I returned to my seat, I looked over at the people who were sitting next to me - I swear to you that they were the same people that jumped the 10ft fence. I dont know what came over me, but I wanted to turn them in so badly.
4) The South African team kicked Mexico's ass
5) The Jamaican goalie was huge!
6) As I'm watching something happen in the stands - one of the Jamaican players head butts the star player on the Guatemalan team and gets a red card. DAMMIT I MISSED IT!
7) The Guatemalan/Jamaican game was more exciting than the Mexico game. Even though Guatemala lost....darn it.
So there are the highlights - there was a lot more stuff going on, but since my little write up is gone, fuck it.
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Nice answer to the hobbies question. I think hobbies should definitely not be a question that should be asked in an interview. It's one of those questions that is personal and really none of your business. To me, it's much the same as "what is your religion?"
Still wondering where the drunk Mexicans are. I would agree with veeba - as long as your hobbies don't include nailing cats to trees or starting bums on fire, then you're good to go. The other thing is, that porn blog WTF I didn't think they allowed porn blogs, it's not like there isn't enough porn on the Internet to begin with. The other other thing is, Yeah it is really scary that other people can read these things. I did't realize how much personal information I revealed - or how much you caould find out through inductive reasoning, then I figured fuck it, who cares that much anyway. Well - thanks for bookmarking me, I'll follow up on your blog as well.
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you can do me anytime you please.
let me know.
-Brian
conman: huh?
veeba: I failed to mention that the VP I interviewed with actually asked me flat out if I was married and had kids -which if you dont know if a major major no no. I had the option of being an uptight bitch and refuse to answer or just answer the question. Since the man has the power to give me this job and is a Trojan - I answered.
Riley - the drunk mexicans were everywhere! My personal fave was this guy behind me who would sit in the aisle and pray that his team would score all the while having his 10yr old daughter hold his beer. When Mexico lost, he stood up and took off his jersey and threw it on the floor - then immediately picked it up and said something to it. Let me say that I'm so glad I chose that game instead of the one at the Coliseum where things would have been even more weird.
Brian - thanks man!
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