To the annals of short tenures at a job ...

henry, y'all hiring?

best story i have is that we're in knife-selling training (don't ask)..and dude leaves during the lunch break, never to come back. if only i'd been that smart.

 

Knife sales? Did a dragon come laser-etched RIGHT ONTO THE BLADE!?!

 

yes!

hey, i was young and naive, and there only was so much freelancing i could do ...

 

Not knocking you. I bought a katana once from those TV guys just to see the quality. It was shit, but I'm still betting I could fuck someone up.

 

We had a couple of reporters quit on the first day at my old place. Funny enough, I was walking around the building and saw one of the reporters' box of business cards still out. This was like a year or two later.

 

From what I've heard about the guy, I'm not surprised he's taking the alt-weekly writing gig. And the major market he's heading to is Nashville.

I think it was our HR person who told the paper about him. He had been driving a forklift and doing other jobs at his father's business.

 

What?
So the newb and the vet ran off together?

 

I once sat through one of those knife-selling job mass hiring interviews. They lure you with the promise of easy cash. Once I saw that it entailed begging people for appointments, I knew it wasn't for me.

When the exec found out that I wasn't interested, she said she couldn't understand why, and that she thought I was perfect for the job. I told her that I didn't know too many people to get appointments.

 

Outing alert: whatwoulddamondo is really...o, never mind.

 

Nah. That vet is probably in the office right now.

 

Once you've exploited your immediate family and best friends, the knife-selling business dries up pretty quickly.

 

I took a stab at the knife-selling business once... nevermind.