Have you ever been in a desperate money situation? Were you at the point of doing something unconscionable? Did you go through with it? “Yes” for me in all categories! Read on to find out what I actually did.
I was in college and decided to stay at school during the summer and needed a job to support my extended stay. I found out about a local telemarketing firm that was hiring so I moseyed down for an interview. Obviously I nailed it. There was only one problem: I never got a call back from the hiring manager. What to do? I was on my last dime and did the unthinkable…
I don’t quite know how I came up with this idea or when I decided to actually go through with it. It was pretty long ago so I can’t say if I thought about the consequences fully. But I went through with it anyway.
Some how, I got wind of when the orientation for actual hires was. I decided to go down there and see if they would let me in. It was a long shot to say the least but the worst that could happen was that I would be embarrassed in front of a room full of people and would have to go home. Apparently, my need for money outweighed my need for dignity at the time.
The day of orientation, I dressed myself and ate breakfast slowly to prepare for what would potentially be a horribly embarrassing encounter. I just knew I’d have a spat with some kind of authority be it the company staff, security or even the police. My steps were slow and humble, but I finally made it to the front door of the building. I went up to the company offices and approached the receptionist, heart pounding insanely. Instead of giving my name or any other details, I simply said, “Hi, I am here for training.” She paused for for what seemed like eternity and said, “Sure, go on back.”
My heart almost jumped out of my chest! I wasn’t out of the woods yet. I was sure that once I got back to the training room they’d take roll call and eventually find out I had infiltrated what they thought was a stealth orientation operation. It never happened. No one challenged my presence there one bit. They gave me paperwork to complete and I had a job. I was even promoted to the quality assurance department after only one month of working there!
Note: I wasn’t technically in “Weed Operations.” For those of you who know me, you know that “Weed” is my maiden name. (So glad to be a McClanahan now!) The position was plopped right behind that noteworthy name on my ID making for a hilarious memento from my daring college days. I also kept it because it was a reminder of that situation and what happened to me that summer.
It was a scary but proud moment for me. I’d like to think that I am still taking risks like that today. Whenever I’m wary about diving in, I just remember getting the job I was never hired to do as a “Weed Operator.”
Conversation time. What do you think the lesson is in this story? I’d usually break it down for my readers, but I’d like to hear from you this time!