Tuesday, April 26, 2005
So I went this morning to Wood Personnel Services this morning. I filled out the application and all the paperwork. I tried to wow them with my skills. I've driven a scissor lift, forklift, narrow aisle, and electric pallet jack. I figured that says, "Hey I'm not afraid of power equipment." Also I worked a Wal-Mart for years. "Hey, I'm not afraid of manual labor."
Then they tell me. The forklift jobs that they have are $8.50. For a second shift job, I can expect a quarter more. Yehaw! What a big waste of time. I could go back and work at Wal-Mart for close to that kind of money. And get the shift and hours that I want.
Of course, I did fill out an application at another temp agency Thursday. They called me back and had me take a proficiency test Friday morning. Of course, he said that it was a lot like taking a SAT. Unlike my SAT, I actually finished it. Barely. It was a lot harder than I remember my SAT being. They actually gave me a calculator and a piece of paper. Let me give you an example...
You have to paint a room that is 11.5 by 12.5 feet. All the walls are 99 inches high. Three of the walls have a 2 foot by 3 foot window, and the fourth has a door that is three feet by eight feet. You can paint 10 square feet with one gallon of paint. If you paint all the walls and ceiling, how much square footage will you have painted?
Luckily, I was in the room alone. Between questions like that one and problems that actually required metric conversions, I was cussing.
When I finished the guy asked me how I did. I told him I didn't know. I probably did okay, but after 25 or 30 of questions like that one, how am I supposed to feel?
Oh well, more job listings to cruise. Later...
Then they tell me. The forklift jobs that they have are $8.50. For a second shift job, I can expect a quarter more. Yehaw! What a big waste of time. I could go back and work at Wal-Mart for close to that kind of money. And get the shift and hours that I want.
Of course, I did fill out an application at another temp agency Thursday. They called me back and had me take a proficiency test Friday morning. Of course, he said that it was a lot like taking a SAT. Unlike my SAT, I actually finished it. Barely. It was a lot harder than I remember my SAT being. They actually gave me a calculator and a piece of paper. Let me give you an example...
You have to paint a room that is 11.5 by 12.5 feet. All the walls are 99 inches high. Three of the walls have a 2 foot by 3 foot window, and the fourth has a door that is three feet by eight feet. You can paint 10 square feet with one gallon of paint. If you paint all the walls and ceiling, how much square footage will you have painted?
Luckily, I was in the room alone. Between questions like that one and problems that actually required metric conversions, I was cussing.
When I finished the guy asked me how I did. I told him I didn't know. I probably did okay, but after 25 or 30 of questions like that one, how am I supposed to feel?
Oh well, more job listings to cruise. Later...
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