Corinne's Blog

(Now that I’ve been here for a week and I have experienced some of the drama my opinions about my new job have changed quite a bit. But, my new housemate Louie is really cool and nice~!)

So if you haven’t heard already I Corinne Salone will not being going back to Hamline University coming this next fall semester. Instead I will be spending my time working to raise enough money for me to surivive in school without a lot of financial help and on stable finacial feet. When I had first made this decision I’d also made the decision to move to Scotland to work for my friend Alexander’s wife in the Royal George Hotel where she is manager. Since I wanted to go to Scotland so bad and I didn’t have any money and I had no one to lend me any I felt that the best way for me to reach my goals would be for me to find a temporary job that could help me make a little money. I looked all around and applied at many different places. I put out multiple profiles on Care.com to take up positions at Nannys and dog walkers. One day at the beginning of the summer a long time ago I’d recieved a letter from a company calling itself Vector Marketing. They told me that I’d be requested by someone to take up a position with them and that I should call in and schedule an interview. Well, I never did call in because I thought that whole thing was a scam. It was only a week ago Tuesday that I’d been called early in the morning by the receptionist at Vector Marketing and I’d been asked if I still wanted to set up an interview. I said sure and she told me that there was an interview open at 5:45pm that day. I told her that I’d try to make with with no guarentees. I then begged friends and family to give me a ride there because I had no busfare. Finally after getting into a small Tiff with my sister I recieved a ride from Alex Roetman because she felt like doing someone a good deed. I did the formal interview which required me to dress up, be quickly screened then watch someone do a demonstration of a product. The product I learned was a knives set well known as Cutco. Cutco products are famous because they are reliable and they last forever because their guarentee for renewal lasts for as long as the knives are sent back in. So after my interview I was called back into the district managers office and he told me I got the job. I was really relieved and surprised that he would tell me so fast when the only thing I’d done was answer one question. He told me not only did I get the job but they I’d be training in on Thursday, Friday and Saturday of the same week since I was unemployed I thought that didn’t matter because I had nothing to do anyway. So I ended up waking up early on Thursday and Friday to make myself look acceptable for training. I even wrote down 424 names in order to win a names contest to sit in a comfy chair (that was cracked, broken and no so comfortable.) It was only when I learned about the catch and when I felt that I was being brainwashed into liking the product that I felt bad about where I was…who would I sell the product to? I asked myself…then I tried to think about who and I “made” myself appointments Thursday night like I was instructed to. It was Thursday that I also was told to figure out what I would to do pay for my practice and show off set. I called my mother asking her if she could back me on the 245$ knowing full well that she is as broke as I am. My mom told me that she’d try to figure it out and that I should pray. So after praying, and praying and praying the next morning I woke up and called my mother and she told me that my prayers hadn’t been answered and that I was not It wa going to be able to get my demonstration set unless I could find someone else who has money. I think this was God working his hand in my life. Because of training and stressing out over every detail of making my appointments and writing names I had realized that Cutco would create more stress in my life. I felt like I should just give it up because I wouldn’t be able to pay for my cutco set and I realized that the stress of many hours trying to work for the company wouldn’t be anything compared to the three days I’d spent training. So I decided to call Vector Marketing and tell them I wasn’t interested in selling anymore. It was right after I’d gotten off the phone that I’d gone up to my room and gone on Care.com to check up on an interview that I’d been trying to schedule with a family to become their nanny. One thing cutco had taught me is that I had the ability to get up and not give up on my search for a job. Getting up early for vector was much like getting up early for any other job and I realized that I could do that! I checked up on the interview but i had no luck reaching the family. So instead I surfed Care.com to see what other positions might be available to me. I saw an add that had actually been posted by a MAN that surprised me asking for a live in housekeeper. I’d never been a housekeeper but I’d kept a house. I was pretty much born and raised trained for the job. I sent in a message saying “I’m the girl for your job” and that I “could handle even the messy work with no problem” and that the people who were inquiring should give me a call. A couple of minutes later I get a call from Brian Groff himself asking me to come in for an interview at 3pm. I said sure because I had nothing else to do. That was at about 1pm. So after getting myself ready to head out again I am very pleased when I call my mom and ask her to take me and she agrees. She tells me that she will arrive at 2:15 to pick me up…at around 2:20 I call my mother and she tells me that she’s been trying to avoid State Fair traffic so she was coming at my from a different direction after having gotten off at the Lexington exit. She didn’t get there till 2:45 So the whole way to my interview my mother swore to me that we ‘d be fine and that I’d get there on time. She was even speeding to get there on time. When we got to the house I was shocked and awed at how big it was. During the interview I was a little nervous but I felt surprisingly comfortable in my surroundings and I think I answered the questions right and asked the right ones myself of the family. When the interview was over I think the only thing that went badly was that I’d been stuttering a lot and that i’d had trouble thinking up something that I do badly which was something that had put me on the spot when it was first asked ‘ what do you do badly’. I left the interview feeling happy and confident because Brian had actually been smiling when he showed me the house. He’d been giving me details that he would only really tell someone who had the job already. I remember the last thing I told Brian as I left was that I go to church on Sunday. I told him that I’d be getting home via a bus and that I was fine and didn’t need to call my mother to ask for a ride…which I did but I didn’t want to sound desperate. rended up te first day in my Because the interview went so well I decided to go on a walk to the Kenwood community center down the road to call and get ahold of my mom. But sadly the center was closed. So instead I ended up walking to an ice cream shop about a mile down the road and after rewarding myself with a mango vanilla double scoop I thought to myself ‘what if I did get the job?’ would I go get ice cream at this creamery a lot? Then I thought about my goals for my future in Scotland and it really made me wonder.It was around 7pm when I was informed by my frat brothers bck at Theta Chi that someone had called and they’d asked for me yet the boys hadn’t wanted to come and get me so instead they took a virtual note of it. I called Brian back and discovered that after all the people he had interviewed he had liked me the best and he offered me the position for the year. I accepted sadly knowing that I was also accepting the end of my Dreams of Scotland. So NOW CRAIG HAS TO COME!…Brian wanted me to move in on Monday…and it was Saturday when I got the call. I had gotten a job Tuesday, quit it Saturday and gotten another job on the same SAturday…LUCKY ME!

I’m going to chat about my week in a bit…it is getting late .