Wednesday, May 23, 2012

YOU BECHTEL EVERYONE NEEDS TO KNOLL…

Some time ago in my quest to find passage out of the self-imposed exile to the Siberia of Idaho…

Yes, it was my mistake to move to Idaho Falls, ID… Though had I taken the time to research life here first maybe I could have avoided it… I’m here… Wasting no time looking for the road out of town…

I applied on line and sent my resume to Bechtel Marine Propulsion Corporation for a position at Knolls Atomic Power Laboratory in Upstate NY…

Herein to be known for the remainder of this discussion as BMPC… It may not be PC to refer to this company as a Bowel Movement… But those that know me… Well, yeah… You know… I will just call BM… SHIT!!!

It was so long ago I had forgotten I applied and for what job I had applied for… Approximately two weeks ago I received a phone call from the department manager connected with that position and following the phone interview he informed me the HR department would be in touch with me to arrange my travel from Idaho Falls, ID to Albany, NY for an in person interview…

Early this week I received that phone call and agreed to travel to Albany next week on May 29th for an interview May30th, returning to Idaho Falls the same day… An email was received confirming this… Instructing me to call the travel agency BMPC does “their business” with to schedule my flight…

Of course, on short notice and only a week out the flight was going to be expensive, but they said they wanted me there… Oh, but wait… Not at more than $1000.00 for a round trip ticket…  So the decision was made to reschedule the interview…

Yesterday I received a call from the BMPC HR Department… Would it be PC to now refer to them as the Head Rectal Department??? Yeah, well these people have their heads so far up their collective asses, I am happy this story ends the way it does…

Agreeing to reschedule the interview for Mid-June I expected today to here from the travel agency BMPC does “their business” with to schedule my flight… BUT wait…

Today I received a phone call from the Head Rectal Department informing me that travel for the interview wasn’t authorized… But since I had stated I had family in Upstate NY they would be happy to interview me when I travelled to visit family this summer…

I promptly informed the woman from the Head Rectal Department that if she could remove her head from her ass… She’d have room to stick the interview up there… Interview this, sweetheart… If you talk into this microphone I have in my pants… I’ll make you a star…    

Have a nice day… Mine sucked… But I’m better now…

2 comments:

  1. Burn those bridges, Baby.

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  2. That bridge can't hold my shit up!!! Might as well burn it into the fuckin' Hudson River...

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