Ok, I have a flair for the dramatic, so I hope that caught your attention.
Since my last post I have left California. I loved the state, save my fear of heights and all the damn mountains there, I loved the view, the people, the weather, I didn’t want to leave. But I had been applying for various jobs since April. I received a few call-backs, mostly from warehouses looking to fill labor positions. Of course, I’d interview with the hiring manager and when they saw my resume I was told I was over-qualified.
I even tried to get a job as a field laborer, but I guess my English was too good, I don’t know.
So I reluctantly left back to Texas, hoping I could find something in the state that has been my home most of my life. I applied for a job in Austin just before I left Monterey. I received an email asking for a phone interview and I received one before I left.
A few weeks went by (it was the holidays, so I didn’t expect to get a call until after the new year), and I had a second call between Christmas and the New Year. I was somewhere in West Texas, if you can call it that. I was driving on I-10 which hugs the Texas-Mexico border. The funny story is that I was driving with my earbuds on so that I could keep both hands on the wheel while talking on the phone. Every time the phone rang I just hit the button without looking who was calling.
Well, I received two or three calls nearly back-to-back from online college solicitors. I kept getting annoyed as I just was focused on getting to San Antonio at a reasonable time. That’s when I got another call, which went like this:
Me answering phone: “This is Oscar.”
Other line: “Oscar, Hi this is Joe from (I interrupted him here)… media…”
Me, very irritated: “I’m not interested in having online classes.”
Me: “Wait, where are you calling from?”
Joe: “I’m calling from Gatehouse Media.”
Me: (thinking in my head, “Holy fuck.”) I’m so sorry! I thought you were calling from the University of Phoenix or something! I am so sorry! I probably just ruined my chances at this job…”
Joe: (Laughing) “No, it’s OK. I’ll call you back later or tomorrow.”
We talked the next day, he thought our exchange was funny, and didn’t hold it against me. As a result, I got the job. I start Monday and I’m moving to the state’s capitol. For the first time in a long time, I’m excited.