Are You Sure You Can’t Come In?
Last holiday season I worked seasonally for Target. It was a disaster from the start. The managers had absolutely no organization whatsoever. I should have known when they scheduled me for my second interview and the manager didn’t even show up I was screwed.
Towards the end of the holiday season after Christmas and before New Years, they offered me a non-seasonal part-time position.
I was going to accept but they wanted me to work a TON for part-time and being a college student, they were not willing to be flexible at all.
So I said, “Nope, I am done after my last day on January 6.” Everything was good after I was done with that trainwreck and I was starting off my second semester.
I had basically forgotten about my disastrous time there—until the phone rang.
It was January 20 at 5:00 PM, two weeks exactly since the last time I’d been there. The manager says: “Hey this is so-and-so, are you running a little late?
You were supposed to work at 4:30.” I reply: “Ummm no. I quit over three weeks ago” The manager says: “Uhhh, well we are really short-staffed.
Can you come in anyway?”
I tell him: “No. I do not work there anymore, I told you that, and I’m at school.” They won’t give up. He says: “Are you sure you can’t come in anyway?” Thank goodness I’m done with that disaster!