As you guys should already know I am still looking for a job. Anyway, I got a call Monday for an interview at Ann Taylor. I wasn't really excited because it's just retail and it's part time so no benefits.
I was still grateful to have landed this interview because it's in Lincoln Sq on the West Side of Manhattan. So based upon the demographics of the area and the size of the store it has to pay pretty decent.
I told my Grandparents and they said cool. Papa said he would drive me. I wanted to take the train, but they insisted he drove me. Tuesday Papa had a problem with the water pump on his car so I planned on taking the train. My grandfather asked me to call my cousin and see if he would spend the night here and go with me Wednesday morning for the interview. I wondered "why"? They don't want me on the subway by myself and I'm 21.
My cousin couldn't do that because he had prior engagements. Fine again, but not for my Grandparents. Papa said he would ride with me on the train. I said "I know how to get there, i will be fine by myself."
Grandma insisted we go together; I complied even though I didn't agree. So Grandma says to Papa, "You not gonna go in the interview with her right?" He shrugged it off as to say "Betty I know better than that
We get up, catch the train, and we get there at 8:45 am. The Manager told me to be there between 9-10 before store hours. So we sit on a bench across the street until 9:10 and I walked over to see if someone was inside. No one was there so I walked back and called her to tell her I was there. She said she would be out in a few minutes.
I tell Papa "I'm going across the street she is about to open the door for me." So I cross the street and I stand by the door. I turn around and there my Papa is. I'm thinking please don't do this Grandpa. Sure enough the manager opens the door for me and we shake hands and Papa tries to walk in right behind me into my interview. I had to tell him the store wasn't open they can't let you in.
That crushed all my confidence because here I am a grown woman and my Papa is escorting me to the interview.
All in all, the interview went fine but I don't think I got the job because Carmen the Manager says " You don't seem aggressive enough for the position, like you need a little push to get you going."
That was a LOW BLOW! I have never been told that before. I guess she assumed by my Papa being there i wasn't independent enough or strong enough.
I'm not saying its his fault why I don't think I have a shot at the job, but he may have caused a little doubt in the managers mind. I don't know what to do because this can not keep happening when I get interviewed other places.
This totally sucks though. I'm 21 and felt 12. I even cried myself to sleep that night. I ate my life away the remainder of the day as well.
FML
