Well, I figured ever since I've graduated from BYU I should probably be documenting the things going on in my life. To start off, I was prompted to move back home to Louisiana to find a job since Utah was not producing any leads. Since arriving home, I have had a few jobs offered to me, but I just haven't felt good about any of them until this one that I recently just accepted(or so I thought) So, last week I had an interview with a temp agency and it went really well. She had me placed within a day for a job at a local Health Center. She told me that I would be a bilingual patient coordinator or something like that. She made it sound really important and that there was plenty of room for growth within the company. Upon arriving for my first day on the job, I discovered that the place I would be working at was a walk-in health clinic in the ghetto, just a few blocks from the Walmart on Tchoupitoulas. I was given a quick tour of the facility and then I was redirected to the front desk, where I would be working(not the picture of the job that had been so beautifully painted by the Temp Hirer) I knew instantly this temp job was just that-temporary. I would not be lasting long. While at the front desk, I was given no responsibilities. I just sat there and watched the other 2 front desk workers call up patients and check them in and direct them to their appointments. O by the way, in case you were wondering, the two girls that were working in the front desk with me were named Jenarra(sp? pronounced juh-nar(like car)-uh) and Kelon(key-lawn). I wrote their names down immediately, knowing that I would forget them. In fact, every five minutes I was taking a glance at my notebook to remember how to pronounce Jenarra's name.
All but 15 minutes of this job was spent doing nothing but staring at a wall. Well i guess not the whole time. There were some entertaining things I saw go down. I felt like I was in the movie "Barber Shop". Jenarra and Kelon seemed to know almost all the patients, fed ex deliverers and random members of the hood just stoppin by to cool off in the AC haha. Also, most of the patients that would come to this clinic were there to get there free mammogram. Multiple old women would just come up to the window and tell me there boobs hurt. haha speaking of mammograms, this one drunk older black guy came in off the street and somehow snuck in the locked door passage way and began roaming around. He began asking where the mammogram women were, hoping to find them naked, only dressed in robes waiting to be seen by the doctor. haha. we had to kick him out quick. There were so many other crazy things I saw; like a schizophrenic lady who would change tones of her voice from high to low as if in different conversation, ladies wearing "hurricane katrina survivor" tshirts, an old man in a walker telling me to pass him the "operation protect" fishbowl bucket, full of condoms, so he could grab the biggest handful possible to stuff his pockets, while slowly strolling out, a suicidal man claiming he needed his refill prescription of valium "now", ladies complaining that they could have spent their $20 co-pay on a few pounds of crawfish and crabs. . . Leo, bony-Bob, Cliff. . . I could go on forever baby! hahaha
Anyways, as entertaining as that one day was, I knew it wasn't long-term, so that same night I decided to just quit right then in order to save both me and them the time. Soooo, you probably wondered why I have that one pic of the asian/latino at the header of this blog. . .It's a long story, but I guess it's worth explaining. Last night Levi and I were looking for jobs on craigslist. A few minutes into it, we clicked on the salon/spa/fitness employment tab and found this little gem:
This was just too good to pass up. I knew then that we just HAD to respond to this ad. Levi handed me the keyboard and I just began typing away. Here was my response:
"hello there sir/mam. i was writing to inquire about your posting for ASIAN,CAUCASIAN ,HISPANIC,LATINO,MEXICAN MODELS. before "discussing compensation" i just had a few questions.
1) are you looking for male or female models?
2) do you need prior modeling experience?
3) is it acceptable if we are only bred in just 2 of the races mentioned ABOVE?
4) you are probably wondering what is meant by "we" in the aforementioned question #3?
5) We= my friend(who is mix bred also) and I :)
6) do the free haircuts come with coloring also?
7) How long are the photoshoots?
8) in which magazine will the pictures be appearing?
OK. . on to the compensation discussion:
my first offer: 2 hot bods for haircut, styling, coloring, and a $20 gift certificate to Target
I will be awaiting the counteroffer. If you would like pics please let me know ;)
-Guillermo H."
Golden!!! the best part was that within ten minutes he replied! He said, "Give me a call, my name is Moses" and then left his phone number. BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
please let me know of things we should talk about if/when I call Moses. hahaha
