Confessions of a Serial Interviewer by Steven Ra Ga

Today I had my 1st day of work at my new job. And already I am was thinking to myself this place has the right amount of chaos for me.

I spent the day meeting people, touring the facility and logging on to the computer and software.

Within the 1st hour of starting work, I learned everyone likes to yell the word “fuck”, that two of the people I work closely with smoke cigarettes, that everyone has a story and is ready to confess it to me. That the lady what might train me quit, before she got fired, and that she is a bit of a nut.

Additionally my step father is dying from cancer so I am trying to keep my emotions in check while taking on such a new journey.

Wild right?!

The team seems alright though a few of the reps are leaving, I think from what I have learned between the pandemic burring people out and the lack of competent workers there is a massive void needed to be filled in the work force.

Personally I am just happy to be employed, the worst of the recession tidal wave is coming around the corner and I need a sturdy ship to ride this storm.

Gas prices in 2020 where .54 cents a litre, today they are $1.91 that’s insane. And it’s only going to get worse.

I think everyone pleading for life to get back to normal never thought about all time high inflation. Making life not as affordable as before. It’s as though all life is becoming boom town fort max during the 2005 oil rush. I heard back then beer was $16 per bottle at the bar. Which is a regular price of a beer at the Fairmount hotel in Vancouver.

Day 2

So far training is off to a rocky start, the training workbook was half sent, so I find myself sitting here underprepared for this new industry.

Had my safety meeting that lasted all of 15mins, the lady although nice sounded like she had been smoking cigarettes for years on ended.

After a week of work I can say the training is your standard set of corporate kool-aid.

The people that work at the job are anti-mask conspiracy theorists which are hilarious to work with.

The company itself doesn’t invest in its people or the building for that matter the decor hasn’t changed since the 1970s.

The exit sign is literally disintegrating.

It’s Day 6 for me would have been Day 7 but my step father died so I took a day off.

Today was weird.

We are having epic rain and wind today, the building felt like it was about to blow apart. My coworkers office was flooded, oddly just her office.

My manager took me for lunch at a local hotel restaurant for their buffet, it was okay, the place was filled with 80/90 yr olds.

I kinda get the feeling this city is falling apart around me.

I definitely feel like no one got out of the pandemic normal.

Like this is the clam before the storm. The shock of the blimp being over is sometimes worse than the event itself.