Yesterday's Fiasco!
So, yesterday I had to go to Wadsworth to turn in my high school and college transcripts along with copies of both diplomas; then get re-fingerprinted. I waited at the stupid high school (that I had tried twice to get transcripts from) for the secretary to get off the phone. Then when I told her what I wanted and the year I graduated she said "Well, let me see if I can get into those records", because she dealt with even year graduates and I graduated in 2001. Then I told her my name, and she was like "Oh, you're related to..." And I said "Yeah, Jaimee, she's my sister", and her whole attitude changed and she was more than willing to help. Hmmmm....funny. (By the way, my sister is a teacher there.)
So off to Wadsworth I went. When I got off the expressway, this old guy in a truck beeped at me. I looked and he told me to roll down my window. I was kinda hesitant, but did it anyways....He informed me that my back tire was completely flat. Great. This whole process was suppose to take less than an hour.
I got to City Hall, turned in my stuff, and went to get fingerprinted. The guy there informed me that they had prisoners (not common, this is such a small city!), and I could call in like an hour and they should be gone and I'd be ok to come in. I said ok, and called a friend who I had planned on visiting. Her boyfriend had just moved in with her (don't get me started on that, but it served well for me at the time!), so I asked if he could come and put air in my tire. It would have taken me forever to figure it out!
So he did. Then we could hear the air hissing out and found a nail embedded in it. Great. So, he tried to take it off and put my spare on--after we dug through my trunk to get to it. After about 20 minutes or more of trying he could not get the stupid thing to come off. We ended up taking it to this tire shop a couple miles down the road and they did it for me. It had been about an hour and a half since I had left City Hall, so I called them back and they said I could come in. So I did. Then I had to go the long way home straight through the ghetto of Akron (with my doors locked of course) to Firestone so they could put a new tire on. It was a hectic crazy day! But I tried to stay positive and laugh as much as I could.
After yesterday and today with the poly graph and drug test, I really hope I get this job!! I'll tell more about the poly graph tomorrow. I don't feel like reliving it right now! Sorry. But I promise its coming.
So off to Wadsworth I went. When I got off the expressway, this old guy in a truck beeped at me. I looked and he told me to roll down my window. I was kinda hesitant, but did it anyways....He informed me that my back tire was completely flat. Great. This whole process was suppose to take less than an hour.
I got to City Hall, turned in my stuff, and went to get fingerprinted. The guy there informed me that they had prisoners (not common, this is such a small city!), and I could call in like an hour and they should be gone and I'd be ok to come in. I said ok, and called a friend who I had planned on visiting. Her boyfriend had just moved in with her (don't get me started on that, but it served well for me at the time!), so I asked if he could come and put air in my tire. It would have taken me forever to figure it out!
So he did. Then we could hear the air hissing out and found a nail embedded in it. Great. So, he tried to take it off and put my spare on--after we dug through my trunk to get to it. After about 20 minutes or more of trying he could not get the stupid thing to come off. We ended up taking it to this tire shop a couple miles down the road and they did it for me. It had been about an hour and a half since I had left City Hall, so I called them back and they said I could come in. So I did. Then I had to go the long way home straight through the ghetto of Akron (with my doors locked of course) to Firestone so they could put a new tire on. It was a hectic crazy day! But I tried to stay positive and laugh as much as I could.
After yesterday and today with the poly graph and drug test, I really hope I get this job!! I'll tell more about the poly graph tomorrow. I don't feel like reliving it right now! Sorry. But I promise its coming.
1 Comments:
At 1:51 PM, Anonymous said…
It was not a "fiasco", it was a "learning experience". You learned that not all men know how to change a tire. You learned that some people are nice and will tell you that your tire is flat. You learned that Wadsworth, on occasion, actually has a prisoner (bet they are glad they have their dispatchers!) You learned that you are a strong woman! I knew you'd be fine.
debcasey
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