I'm here to tell you that you can score 50% on an interview math quiz and still be considered for employment. Not only considered, but dated. A few days after my interview, I got asked to come into the office to see if we were marriage material.
It might have been one-sided as they were a little more in love than me. They were nice people. Really, really nice people, but the job seemed so boring I wondered if it came with cyanide pills for when you couldn't take another minute of entering insurance authorization codes.
I couldn't pull the trigger.
I was telling Mallie Bee about it on the way home from driving school and she said, "So, it was one of those soul-sucking jobs?"
Yes..........that's the perfect way to describe it.
"Yeah, Mom, I can't see you doing something like that."
I would be miserable eight hours a day.
"Well, it's too bad because the pay was so decent."
I know. While my soul was being sucked my bank balance would go up.
"You could buy a lot of shoes with that kind of a paycheck. That might make your soul suck less."
I will miss driving Miss Daisy. Immensely.