Mr Panera Bread (Or How I Lost My Job By Being a Nice Person)
Wednesday, August 11th, 2004 03:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
basildestinySo I've got a story. It's a good one. It makes me crazy. It was supposed to be included in my last entry, but I got to talking and venting with Garrett and I didn't feel as angry about it. But later on, I realized that I wanted to share it with you all so that you can laugh at my stupidity.
Remember that job I mentioned as a baker? The job that pays really well, but is third shift? Yeah. So I turned in my application last Wednesday. And last Monday (not the 9th) I called the manager and let her know that I was wanting to apply. My friend had already let her know that I was interested and she seemed really excited when I spoke with her that Monday. So Wednesday she picks up my application and my friend calls me to say that she picked it up and that I was the only one to turn in an application and that another baker had quit. So I thought that was great! That meant three positions and I was applying for one. When I spoke on the phone with the manager, she was booked up with two interviews that week but she would interview me in next week (now this week) and that she planned on hiring someone that week. Awesome! So I heard that she hired someone else my friend had recommended without an interview or an application. Down to two positions. But I went out with my best friend's husband (also named Garrett) on Friday and we talked about his crazy work schedule. He works sometimes 80 hours a week, but he's on salary. He does all of the work and gets paid hardly enough for the work he does. So I told him about the job and recommended that he apply. I had already talked to him about it on Monday and by Friday I was mentioning it again. He's already worked at Panera and currently he's an assistant manager at another bread company. I figured he ought to get paid for what he does or maybe at least have some time off. So our friend, Cyle, called on Friday and I mentioned that Garrett was interested and that Cyle should put the word out for him. I gave Garrett the manager's number that I had and went about my merry little way. Well it's Tuesday night and I still hadn't heard from the manager. So I gave her a call. She lets it slip that she's been busy interviewing people and that she's been talking to people who have more experience than I do in the bread industry. And someone who has worked at Atlanta Bread and Panera. My heart drops and I get off the phone with her as soon as possible. I know who that person is. It's my best friend's husband. It's the father of my godsons. It's my high school friend. He's more experienced. I can understand why they would pick him. I want him to get the job. He's actually very upset about it. He didn't want to take the job over me. He knows I've been unemployed for four months. But it's my fault for pushing him and getting him in touch with the right people.
Meanwhile I haven't heard back from the vet I interviewed with on Monday. Everyone asks about that. The truth is that I really liked the place. I would love to work there, but I don't know if I impressed her or not. The fact that I have no pets currently is probably a turn off. It makes me sad because I would own a dog if I could. Everyone knows that nothing would make me happier than to have a dog. The interview I thought went well, but it ended with the vet saying she would think about our interview and call the temp agency that day or the next. The job is a Part time deal M-W.
I've also turned away several places this week. There was a lady who called last week that I never called back because I had so many places lined up. There was the place that called on Friday whose number I thought I had lost. I got an email today from a place I emailed my resume to more than a month ago.
What a funny story. I think I'll drive off the interstate into a pole.
~Bas
Remember that job I mentioned as a baker? The job that pays really well, but is third shift? Yeah. So I turned in my application last Wednesday. And last Monday (not the 9th) I called the manager and let her know that I was wanting to apply. My friend had already let her know that I was interested and she seemed really excited when I spoke with her that Monday. So Wednesday she picks up my application and my friend calls me to say that she picked it up and that I was the only one to turn in an application and that another baker had quit. So I thought that was great! That meant three positions and I was applying for one. When I spoke on the phone with the manager, she was booked up with two interviews that week but she would interview me in next week (now this week) and that she planned on hiring someone that week. Awesome! So I heard that she hired someone else my friend had recommended without an interview or an application. Down to two positions. But I went out with my best friend's husband (also named Garrett) on Friday and we talked about his crazy work schedule. He works sometimes 80 hours a week, but he's on salary. He does all of the work and gets paid hardly enough for the work he does. So I told him about the job and recommended that he apply. I had already talked to him about it on Monday and by Friday I was mentioning it again. He's already worked at Panera and currently he's an assistant manager at another bread company. I figured he ought to get paid for what he does or maybe at least have some time off. So our friend, Cyle, called on Friday and I mentioned that Garrett was interested and that Cyle should put the word out for him. I gave Garrett the manager's number that I had and went about my merry little way. Well it's Tuesday night and I still hadn't heard from the manager. So I gave her a call. She lets it slip that she's been busy interviewing people and that she's been talking to people who have more experience than I do in the bread industry. And someone who has worked at Atlanta Bread and Panera. My heart drops and I get off the phone with her as soon as possible. I know who that person is. It's my best friend's husband. It's the father of my godsons. It's my high school friend. He's more experienced. I can understand why they would pick him. I want him to get the job. He's actually very upset about it. He didn't want to take the job over me. He knows I've been unemployed for four months. But it's my fault for pushing him and getting him in touch with the right people.
Meanwhile I haven't heard back from the vet I interviewed with on Monday. Everyone asks about that. The truth is that I really liked the place. I would love to work there, but I don't know if I impressed her or not. The fact that I have no pets currently is probably a turn off. It makes me sad because I would own a dog if I could. Everyone knows that nothing would make me happier than to have a dog. The interview I thought went well, but it ended with the vet saying she would think about our interview and call the temp agency that day or the next. The job is a Part time deal M-W.
I've also turned away several places this week. There was a lady who called last week that I never called back because I had so many places lined up. There was the place that called on Friday whose number I thought I had lost. I got an email today from a place I emailed my resume to more than a month ago.
What a funny story. I think I'll drive off the interstate into a pole.
~Bas
