part 3
Party Girls Reality Show
10Night Calls
11Leave It to Beaver
12Twilight Zone
13Growings Pains
14Who’s The Boss?
15V.I.P.
16Bewitched
part 4
Party Girls Reality Show
17The Yong and the Restless
18The Sopranos
part 5
Party Girls Reality Show
19Mad About You
20Mission: Impossible
21Jeopardy
22Spin City
23Just Shoot Me
part 6
Party Girls Reality Show
24In the Heat of the Night
25Cheers
Epilogue
part 1
Job Listing
NYC—Assistant Manager, New Business Development
Soda Star, America’s leading beverage company, seeks candidates for its growing New Business Development department.
Candidates should have bubbly personality, positive outlook on life (glass is always half-full!), free-flowing ideas, excellent contacts. Sparkling written, communication and organizational skills. A drop of administrative work required. An all-you-can-drink opportunity!
If you have Star potential, please e-mail your resume as a Word document ONLY to hr@workforcheap&beourbitch.com.
1
Moonlighting
“Why are you calling?” the HR woman asks me, panic-stricken, as if recess is over and she hasn’t finished her Fruit Roll-up. “Didn’t the ad say not to phone?”
“Yes, I understand that, thank you, but I’ll only be in New York for a few days. I would really like to set up an interview.” I need a new job. I attempt to shield myself behind the pay phone’s plastic divider, since this is the only nicotine-friendly cafeteria on the block and anyone from the office could easily sneak in for a smoke.
The smell of this stale smoke combined with the plates of shepherd’s pie lined up on the counter make me wish long-distance calls from my cell phone didn’t make me sound as though I’m calling from Zimbabwe. I also wish I knew how to make a calling-card call from my office without getting the IT department.
“Once the hundreds of resumes we’ve received for the Assistant Manager, New Business Development position are reviewed,” the HR woman says, “the managing director will choose the candidates to be interviewed. If you’re one of the fortunate ones selected, I assure you, you’ll be called.”
Obviously the first thing this woman does when she gets home is kick her dog. “Thank you very much for your time,” I say.
I redial Soda Star’s number.
“Florida Telephone Systems.” Brrring.
I dial my calling-card number.
“Soda Star, the shining light in beverages,” the receptionist sings. “How may I help you?”
“May I please speak to the managing director?”
“Which managing director is that, miss?”
Which managing director? Shouldn’t there only be one director who manages? Or maybe one manager who directs? “The new business managing director, please.” Please let that be right.
“Whom should I say is calling?”
A person he’s never heard of before? “Sunny Langstein.”
“One moment, please. I’ll transfer your call.”
Foiled again, HR.
I’m probably going to get his voice mail. Why would he be at his desk at 10:30 a.m.? He’s probably out managing. Or directing. Or managing directors when it gets really crazy. I hunt through my recently started job-search notebook where I wrote possible messages to leave on prospective employers’ machines.