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Monday, June 28, 2004
So, I'll probably get a call tomorrow that I've got the job where my sister works. It's the same job, really. I almost didn't get it because I failed to mention to the first guy who interviewed me that I was referred by my sister, who just started working there. (I actually tried to mention this first off, but the guy never stopped talking and I didn't get a chance. And I mentioned it to everyone else after that. So I wasn't trying to deceive him or anything!)

Apparently they have a company policy about not hiring relatives of employees. But the guy is breaking the policy for me, because I broke the record on their typing test. Fastest typing speed they've clocked. (98 wpm with one mistake, if you care.) So thank you, fingers, once again.

The big issue I'm going to have working at this place is that my sister informs me the only coffee machine is a vending one-- meaning I'll have to pay a dollar every time I want a cup of coffee. This is going to be a problem. It will get very expensive if that's the way it's to be. At all of my other jobs, they provided coffee for the employees. At my last job, there were big, industrial-sized pots that were always full. So I'm worried about this. I can't afford a dollar per cup. I drink like six cups over the course of a work day. I guess I'll have to dig out the thermos. It's leaky, I think. Dammit. I should've asked them about the coffee thing during the interview. But that would make me look like the raving addict I am...