Now Hiring (Gwendolyn, Emily, and Kelsey)

Good morning!  It’s Friday, it’s the end of the week.  But today is my Saturday so I have today and tomorrow off from work.  Hooray!

Today we are ending the Now Hiring series!  It’s so sad!  But next week we will be starting a new series so I am excited to bring that to you.  I’m not going to give away too many hints, but this one will be very different from this story.  So, without further ado, I hope you have enjoyed Now Hiring and I hope you come back for another story next week!

Now Hiring (Gwendolyn, Emily, and Kelsey)

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!


There are sometimes where the person that you interview fits everything in the criteria but there is one tiny thing that makes you question if you should hire them?  Even if it’s something that seems super minor but you still don’t know if you could hire them? I remember getting an application for someone who I thought would fit perfectly for the front desk position.  She seemed to have a lot of customer service experience which made her a great candidate. So I called her and set up an interview.

She was sitting in the lobby and she looked like a normal person.  But as soon as I walked up to her I could smell a terrible body odor coming off of her.  It was horrendous. But I stepped up and held out my hand. “Hello. I’m Tammy.”

The girl stood up and shook my hand.  “I’m Gwendolyn, but you can call me Gwen.”

I smiled.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you Gwen.  Let’s step in the office and get this started.”  We stepped inside the office and I immediately opened the window to let the fresh air in.  “It’s a beautiful day outside isn’t it?”

Gwen smiled.  “Yes it is. I love the fresh air.  The outdoors is probably my favorite place to be.”

I sat down at the desk.  “So, why don’t you tell me about yourself?”

Gwen shifted in her chair.  “Okay. I am a vegan, I love animals and I don’t want to harm them at all.  And I am trying to live as off the grid as I can. I still have a bank account which is how I can hold down a job, but I live in my van and move from place to place everyday.  Oh…and I use the smell of the land as my perfume everyday. I love nature and I love animals, I just want to be a part of it too. I don’t want to live anywhere permanently, I just want to move around and be free.”

I could feel my eye start to twitch.  I quickly rubbed it before moving on. “Okay.  So you don’t have a permanent residence?”

She shook her head.  “No ma’am. I live in my van.  If I have any mail or anything like that it goes to my parents and they take care of it.  I see them at least once a month so I can collect all my mail from them.”

“I see.  And I see you have worked in customer service before?”  I couldn’t tell if the smell was getting stronger or if I was becoming weaker, but something bad was happening and I wasn’t a fan.

“Yes ma’am.  I used to work in a couple stores and I worked in a hotel.  Everyone said I was great with the customers and the customers loved me.  So I definitely have worked in customer service and I loved it.”

I nodded.  “That’s fantastic.  We could definitely use someone with a lot of customer service experience.  So, what is your availability like?”

“Well I don’t have another job but I would like to have mornings off so I can still attend morning yoga and meditation with all of my friends.  Would that be possible?”

I shrugged.  “I don’t see why not.  What time does that happen?”

“We start at 10 and it ends at 3 Monday through Friday.  So I work anytime after 4 because that will give me time to freshen up before coming.”

I knew then and there that I couldn’t offer her a front desk position but she could work in the afternoon.  “So, I wouldn’t be able to give you a front desk position because we close at 6 so I couldn’t have for only work for a couple hours.  But I could have you work in the back because we have people here until 9 or 9:30. Would you be interested in that?”

She shrugged.  “I guess. I would rather work in with the customers but if that’s not possible I understand.  So, yes. I will take a position in the back.”

I shook her hand and showed her out.  I somehow dodged a bullet with having her work in the front.  But I had a feeling that she would do really well, which she did.


I remember sitting in the office and trying very very hard to not slap this interviewee across the face.  On the application, there is a mark for if the applicant has ever been to jail or had a criminal record. Emily had checked yes but in the comment section she put, ask.  Ask? I wasn’t too sure but I thought I would bring her in for an interview anyway.

So when I asked her about it, she started with a sigh.  “Well…it wasn’t my fault. I was driving my car when suddenly a car drove into me.  I swerved off the road and hit someone else, but I kept driving when I saw they were okay.  I didn’t see any damage on my car so I kept driving. I got home and there was a police officer waiting for me and they arrested me for a hit and run.  I told him what happened but he didn’t believe me. The police never believe me. So I got sent to jail for a hit and run that wasn’t even my fault. I was hit first and because I got hit then I unfortunately ran into someone else.  Apparently the person that hit me never got caught but I had to spend time in jail because I was apparently at fault. I caused a huge accident, according to police, and because I didn’t see it, I am completely at fault. So I got arrested and spend 2 years in jail for a crime that I never did.  So that’s what happened. That’s why I have a criminal record. I went to jail for something I never did.”

I’m just going to let you know now, I did not hire her.


This last one I’m going to tell you about was a doozy.  She was a special case who I could only describe as…odd.  I honestly don’t have another word to describe Kelsey other than odd.

When she came in for her interview, she was dressed very professionally.  I introduced myself and brought her into the office for the interview. “So, tell me about yourself.”

She scoffed.  “Well. I am a registered vet with the state and no vet’s office will hire me so I had to come here.  I have an IQ of 127 and school was not a problem for me. I finished vet school is just over a year and have yet to find a job at a vet’s office.  So I had to take a bit of a leave just to make ends meet.”

I was slightly taken aback.  A registered vet who hadn’t been hired by someone?  Seemed odd. “So why do you think a vet’s office won’t hire you?”

She scoffed again.  “I don’t know. I come in, go into the interview, give my demands, and they don’t hire me.  I don’t understand why.”

I could tell that one of the reasons was because she always scoffed, but I was curious about her demands as well.  “What were your demands, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Gah…I was demanding to be their head vet because obviously I am smarter than the doctors that they already have.  I also demanded a 6 figure salary starting out, somewhere around $150,000 and going up every quarter. But no one thinks that my demands are fair and they aren’t willing to give me anything.  They want me to start off as their lowest doctor and barely above minimum wage. Like…honestly. The audacity of these places.”

At this point, I was curious if she was going to give demands for starting at this job.  “Okay…so do you have any demands for starting here?”

Kelsey nodded.  “Obviously. I want to start at $20 since I am a registered vet and I can give any dog or cat their vaccinations and I can tell you exactly what’s wrong with them.  And I want my pay to rise every quarter by $1 until I am making 6 figures a year or until a vet’s office hires me. Whichever comes first. And I want to only work mornings.  Maybe 7 am to 4 pm, Monday through Friday. I will not work weekends.”

This was the moment where I figured out that this girl was never going to get hired anywhere unless she lowered her demands.  “Unfortunately I won’t be able to give you any of your demands. Pay starts at $10, which is minimum wage, and we can’t give you the hours you want unless you have another job or a reason for not being able to work certain hours.  We can work around other schedules, but no one has a set schedule except for administration.”

I watched Kelsey start to become furious.  “No! This is not fair! I am overqualified for this job which means that I deserve more than these measly people who have no animal experience.  I am too smart to be working here but I need some sort of income.”

I shrugged.  “Well. You can take the offer and have some sort of income, or you can leave.  It’s your decision.”

Kelsey angrily stood up and marched out the door.  She marched all the way to her car and sped out of the parking lot.  She was definitely odd. There was no other way to say it.



Now Hiring (Kristen, Scott, and Charlie)

Good morning!  How is everyone doing after the 4th of July?  My cats were okay, they aren’t too bad with the fireworks unless they are directly overhead.  So it wasn’t too bad for us.  Oh!  And I ate too much food…but I think that comes with the territory of the 4th of July.

We are getting closer to the end of this series.  It’s going to be sad when it’s over.  But, we all have to move on   So enjoy these last few parts of this Adventure story.

Now Hiring

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!


I will come out and say this right now, I like kids.  I have 3 of my own and I have 2 grandkids so far. Now, I understand that family is much different from other people’s kids, but I still like kids.

I remember that this interview because it was nothing like I was expecting.  I walked out into the lobby to see a young boy running around the lobby. There was only one other person sitting in the lobby, a young girl who was dressed in a simple maxi dress.  She stood up. “I’m so sorry ma’am. I couldn’t find someone who could babysit my son so I had to bring him. I’m sorry.”

I put my hand up to stop her.  “Not to worry. He can sit in the office during the interview.  Let’s get this started.”

She held out her hand for her son.  “Travis. Come on honey, mommy needs you to come with me.”  The little boy ran over and grabbed his mom’s hand and I walked them into the office.  Kristen sat Travis down in one of the chairs and sat down herself. She gave him her phone that had a set of overhead headphones.  “Okay honey. Let’s put on some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while mommy talks okay?” She turned on the show before looking at me. “I’m sorry again.”

“It’s okay.  If he’s occupied then we should be okay.  But I do have a question for you. If you can’t find a babysitter for today, will you be able to find one for when you have to work?”

Kristen nodded.  “Yes ma’am. My mom doesn’t work so she would be able to watch Travis whenever I have to work.  Unfortunately today she had an appointment at the same time and no one else could watch him. And his dad isn’t in the picture so I couldn’t ask him to do anything for me.”

“Okay, good.  So tell me a little about yourself.”  I wasn’t really sure what to expect from this girl, but I still wanted to proceed with the interview.

She smiled.  “Well. I’m 22 and obviously I have my son who is my whole life.  I would do absolutely anything for him. But I love animals, my family has tons of them because we live on a farm.  So there are animals everywhere.”


Travis screamed and pointed at the phone.  Kristen tapped on the phone screen a couple times and turned back to me.  “I’m sorry.”

The interview continued on with Travis screaming every couple minutes for Kristen to do something on the phone.  She seemed like a very sweet girl and her interview went well with the exception of Travis. When she left the interview I still wasn’t sure if I was going to hire her or not.  But I knew I would make the right decision for the company when it came down to it.

I remember waiting a couple days before calling her again and letting her know that she was hired.  She squealed in delight, thanking me over and over for giving her a chance and that she wouldn’t let me down.  I smiled, thinking about how genuine she seemed during the interview and on the phone. I knew that I had made a good decision and she turned out to be a great employee.


We get some of the strangest people come through for interviews.  And this guy was no exception. I remember sitting in my office and hearing some of the loudest music coming from the parking lot.  I looked out the window to see an old car that was shaking from the low bass in the music. I watched the owner of the car walk into the lobby but I wasn’t expecting to hear that my interview was here.

I composed myself and walked out to see the owner of the car sitting on the couch.  He was wearing a basketball jersey, saggy pants, dirty sneakers, and a bandana around his head.  He was also sporting some large gold jewelry around his neck and big gold earrings. I stepped up to him.  “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

He stood up and pulled up his pants.  “I’m Scott.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.  Let’s go in the office and we can get started.”  We stepped inside the office and sat down. I got a sudden whiff of Scott’s cologne and it was very overpowering.  I really had to resist the urge to vomit at the smell. “So…tell me about yourself.”

“Yo man.  I’m a rapper who goes by Scotty Sly.  I spend all my free time in the studio cranking out rhymes and beats.  So I need a little extra cash to help fund my rappin’, know what I mean?”

I felt a little shocked.  Like…this is an interview right?  I wasn’t dreaming, this was actually happening.  “Uh…yes. I know what you mean. But will rapping interfere with you being able to work?”

“Nah man.  I need this job to help me become a rapper.  So I need to work to get the money to start getting my album out.  Actually…you got a computer or a player? I alway share my beats so I can get my name out there.”

“A player?”  This man was now speaking in words that I did not understand.

“Yeah man.  Like a CD player.  I gotta mixtape in my car that I can play for you.”  His eyes lit up, almost like he really wanted me to listen to this CD.

I shook my head.  “No thank you. Rap is not my forte.  Let’s continue on with the interview. So you will have no issues working to get money for your rapping?”

Scott shook his head.  “Nah man. Give me a job and I will work until I have enough money to pay for my career.”

“Okay…so if you can use one word to describe yourself, what word would you pick and why?”

“Talented cuz I am.”

I had to try very hard to not let my jaw drop to the desk.  I slowly wrote down the word before asking the next question.  “Do you have any experience working with animals?”

Scott nodded while looking at his phone.  “Yeah man. I have 4 dogs of my own so I have a lot of experience.  One my girls is having puppies soon. You want a puppy?”

“Um…no thank you.”  I continued on with the interview with Scott traveling off on different tangents.  I finished the interview and led Scott out of the office. He walked out the front door and he got in his car and immediately turned up his rap music.  We felt the windows start to shake in the building from the loud bass.

I didn’t know it was possible for someone to go off on so many tangents while in an interview.  It was odd but I wished him well. He seemed very determined to be a rapper and someone with that much determination could actually do it.  So I hoped that someone would be willing to hire him, but he might have better luck at a music store.


One of the requirements of working at our facility is that you like dogs and cats because you are dealing with them all the time.  I guess you could not really like them, but you have to be able to tolerate them. But Charlie here, he didn’t want any of it.

“You are afraid of dogs?”

Charlie nodded.  “Yes ma’am. If one gets too close to me, I will scream and run away.  I’m afraid they will bite me.”

I cocked an eyebrow.  “Did you get bit by one as a child?”

He shook his head.  “No. But I didn’t want to take a chance.  I’ve been afraid of them since birth.”

I looked down at my paper.  “I see. So what are you hoping to do while you are working here?”

He shrugged.  “I’m not too sure.  Anything that doesn’t involve dogs or poop.”

That comment made me intrigued.  “Why can you not deal with poop? Dogs and cats poop everyday the same as you and me.”

Charlie held up a finger.  “That is a bold assumption.  I do not poop. I will vomit if I smell it.  So I have come up with this amazing liquid diet so I don’t have to ingest anything solid.  I buy foods like yogurt, milk, protein powder, baby foods, and broths and mix them together in a blender to make sure that it liquefies.  And don’t worry, I have consulted both a doctor and a nutritionist about this diet and they both say that it is good and that I am doing a good thing for my body.  The last time I actually pooped was when I was in elementary school. And I started doing it because I would get very sick at school every time I used the toilet. So my mom started doing this for me and my life has forever changed.”

I stared at him with my mouth agape.  How was I supposed to respond to this?  I quickly composed myself. “Okay…so you are afraid of dogs and you don’t deal with poop.  The only position that I have that you wouldn’t have to deal with either one of those is our reservation center.  And unfortunately I don’t have any positions available in that department. So I don’t believe that this is the right job for you.”

Charlie’s face turned visibly red.  “I’m sorry. I knew I shouldn’t have applied here.  It was a terrible idea. I’m sorry I wasted your time.  I will show myself out.” He quickly stood up and almost ran out the door.  He hastily made his way to his truck and got in the driver’s seat. He sped out of the parking lot, never to be seen again.


Now Hiring (Dante, Latoya, and Jamal)

Good morning!  It’s Friday and I cannot wait because I have a 3 day weekend for my birthday!  I am turning 25 tomorrow which is absolutely crazy to think that I am a quarter of a century old.  But, I very excited for a 3 day weekend to get more writing done.

And we are continuing on our Now Hiring series.  I’m glad you are coming back and reading each part of this story to see it to the end.  We still have a couple parts of this series and then we will move onto something new.  Is there anything you would like to see after this series is over?

This story is and Adventure so enjoy!

Now Hiring

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!


Being the manager of a small business, we do get people who need the job and are willing to do anything for the job.  Like, they tell us everything that we want to hear just to get the job.

I remember seeing this well dressed guy sitting in one of the chairs in the lobby.  He was wearing a three piece suit, shined shoes, and his hair was gelled back to perfection.  I stepped up to him with my arm out. “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

He stood up and shook my hand.  “Good morning. I’m Dante, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

I nodded.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well.  Shall we get started?” I led him into the office and he sat down opposite from me.  I smiled at him. “So, tell me about yourself?”

Dante cleared his throat.  “Well…I have been kinda struggling with a job.  I really want to be open with you to make sure that I am being open and honest.  I am willing to do whatever you need me to do just to keep the job. I could clean the toilets if you needed.  I just really need a job.”

I nodded.  There was always at least one or two people every season that desperately needed a job.  I usually tried to get them a job, but sometimes it just didn’t work out. I started paging through his application and resume to see if there was anything that I should be aware of.  “Okay. So it looks like your last job was Red Shell Game Center. Why did you leave?”

He nervously giggled.  “Uh…I wasn’t really given a choice.  I was told that I had to quit or be fired.  So I decided to quit. It looks better on a resume.”

I felt my eyebrow start to lift.  “Is that so? Why did you have to quit?”

Dante tugged on his collar.  “Uh…I…uh…I took some money out of the cash register.  But it was only like…$20. And I planned on giving it back once I was paid.  But unfortunately my boss didn’t really agree with me and thought I was lying.  So he told me that I had to quit or be fired.” His eyes fell so he was looking at the floor.  “I did end up paying him the money back.”

“Well that’s good.  But I am so sorry to say that I cannot hire a thief.  I know you had good intentions and you planned on paying it back, but I cannot, in my right mind, hire you to work.  I am so sorry. But I do wish you the best and I hope you can find something that works for you.” I smiled, trying to make him feel a little better.

He looked like he was about to cry.  “Please…I need this. I haven’t been able to have a job in months because of something so minor.  I try to be so open with every interview that I go into because I need this. Please. Give me a chance.  I promise I won’t let you down.”

I stood up and walked to the door.  “I’m so sorry Dante. But I have to say no.  I will show you out. Thank you.”

Dante slowly stood up and walked out of the office.  I watched him walk to his car and sit in the driver’s seat.  I watched him start to cry, his hands flying up to his face. I had to leave; I had to go back into my office and let him go on his own.  I felt bad, a small problem turned into something so much bigger for him and it would follow him around for a while. It was heartbreaking, but it had to be done.


Have you ever had a day where you just can’t pay attention?  Like, someone asks you something and no matter how hard you focus you just can’t answer it?  That was this girl.

I invited her into the office and sat her down.  I remember looking at my papers and looking up at her.  She wasn’t even looking at me, she was just looking at everything around the office.  I cleared my throat. “Why don’t we start off by you telling me about yourself?” Latoya didn’t even look at me, I don’t know if she even heard me ask a question.  I asked it again. “Why don’t we start off by you telling me about yourself?”

Her head snapped around, almost as if I had scared her.  “Huh?”

I had to do everything in my power to not roll my eyes.  “Why don’t we start off by you telling me about yourself?”

She shrugged.  “I don’t know. I’m not super interesting…”  Her eyes floated away from me and she started to look around the room again.  What was wrong with the girl?

“Okay?”  I wasn’t really sure what to think of this.  Should I continue with the interview? I cleared my throat again.  “Okay. So if you could use one word to describe yourself, what would you pick?”

Latoya’s head spun to look at me and her eyes were as wide as saucers.  “What?”

It took everything in my being to not roll my eyes.  “I said, if you could use one word to describe yourself, what word would you pick?”

“Uh…I would pick…”  Her eyes started to travel around the room again.  “I would pick…dogs.”

“Excuse me?”  I couldn’t believe what was happening in this interview.  “You would describe yourself as dogs?”

“Uh…no…uh…”  Latoya was still not looking at me.  “Uh…careful.”

“Careful?”  I wasn’t sure if she was giving me a warning or telling me that she described herself.  But I got no response from Latoya, she continued to look around the room and not pay attention to me or the questions.  “Latoya if I don’t get 100% of your attention, then this interview will be over. So if you could please look at me, that would be great.”

Latoya continued to look around the room and not pay attention.  So, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I stood up and left the room to see if I got any sort of response.  Nothing. I walked out of the office and stood out in the lobby to watch Latoya.

She continued to sit in the office and look around at everything.  After 5 minutes, she looked back at the desk to see it was empty. She stood up and walked out of the office and then out of the lobby.  She didn’t say a word as she walked out. If was almost as if she knew she had messed up and was too afraid to say anything. Not that she had said much at all during the interview.


When I schedule interviews, I usually have to schedule them around meetings and other things.  So sometimes I have a very limited amount of time to do the interviews between other things. And for Jamal’s interview, it was one of those times where I literally scheduled it between two meetings.  So I was hoping that it was prompt and I wouldn’t have to push my meeting back to a later time.

Well his interview was at 2 and at 2:05, he hadn’t arrived.  I walked out into the lobby, hoping that for some reason my front desk girls had forgotten to tell me that my interview was here.  I looked around the lobby to see no one there. “Has my interview showed up?”

My front desk lead shook her head.  “No. Not yet. I’ll let you know when they arrive.”

I looked at the clock and walked back to my office.  I got a couple things done when my front desk lead came back to my office.  “Uh Tammy your interview just got here.”

My eyes traveled up to the clock to see it was 2:20.  “20 minutes late? Okay…I guess I’ll get started.” I walked out of the office to see Jamal sitting on the couch.  I walked up to him. “Good afternoon. I’m Tammy.”

Jamal stood up and shook my hand.  “Hello. I’m Jamal.”

I took him in the office and we both sat down.  “So, tell me a little about yourself?”

He nodded.  “Okay. I work at Xscape Escape Rooms full time and I love it.  I am basically just looking for something part time to have a little extra money.  But I love working with people and enjoy helping people solve puzzles.”

“That sounds like a lot of fun.  If you could use one word to describe yourself, what word word would you use?”

Jamal took a moment to ponder.  “I would say inquisitive. I am always curious about things and I always want to find a good solution.”

I wrote that down.  “That’s a great answer.  Okay. Do you have any experience with animals?”

Jamal shook his head.  “Unfortunately not really.  I have owned a goldfish, but that was it.  No dogs or cats.” He suddenly looked at his Apple watch and took a moment to read it.  “I’m very sorry. But my other job is needing me sooner than expected. Will this take long?”

I was taken aback.  This guy shows up late to an interview and now he wants to leave early?  I wasn’t really sure how to take that. “Um…this is an interview. I don’t determine how long it will take.  What determines the length is how long it takes you to answer the questions. But, if you do not wish to continue this interview, we can terminate it right now.”

His eyes quickly moved back and forth.  I could tell he was trying to decide what to do.  I watched him trying to decide if he leave for his other job or stay and finish out the interview.  He let out a sigh. “I’m sorry. I’m already committed to my other job, so I guess I will have to finish for today.  I would love to schedule another interview if possible, but I understand if you do not wish to do so.” He stood up. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience ma’am.”

And with that he swiftly walked out the door of the office and out the front door.  It was a shame. He actually seemed like a genuine guy who could possibly work out really well on the team.  But, maybe I would end up calling him back for another interview. It wasn’t something I normally did, but for some reason it felt like the right thing to do.


Now Hiring (Charlotte, Geoffrey, and Mackheenyaha)

Hello!  How is everyone doing?  It’s Friday and it’s time for another part of our Now Hiring series.  I must admit, I feel kinda bad for Tammy for all of these people that she has had to interview.  It must be hard to interview so many…interesting people.

Anyway!  This story is and Adventure.  Enjoy!

Now Hiring

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!


Do you ever have a time where you are doing something, anything, and you leave the situation just scratching your head?  That was this girl. Her name was Charlotte and I didn’t think anything of it when I got her application and resume.

I remember walking out of my office and seeing a young girl sitting in the lobby.  She kept looking around the lobby like something was out to get her. I brushed it off and walked up to her.  “Good morning, I’m Tammy.”

She cautiously took my hand and shook it.  “I’m Cassandra.”

I cocked my eyebrow and looked at the application.  “Uh…it says here that your name is Charlotte. Am I speaking to the right person?”

Charlotte shook her head.  “No…well kinda…you see my legal name is Charlotte but I prefer to be called Cassandra.  It’s like, Charlotte is a boring person and Cassandra is a fun person.”

I was taken aback.  What was happening here?  “Uh…okay…why don’t we step into the office and start the interview.”  I led Charlotte into the small office and sat her down. I sat down opposite from her and looked at the resume.  It wasn’t that full and there wasn’t any past job experience. “So…tell me about yourself.”

Charlotte shrugged.  “Who do you want to know about?  Charlotte or Cassandra?”

I felt my eyes start to widen.  “Uh…the one who will be working here?”

“Probably Cassandra.  Charlotte is so boring.  She only does the right thing.  She only follows rules. Cassandra though…”  She paused, almost as if she was trying to find the right word.  “Cassandra is fun. She loves to party and have a good time with her friends.  She sometimes listens but usually likes to do her own thing.”

I could feel my jaw start to drop but I had to quickly pull it up.  Was this girl serious? “Well I think that Charlotte sounds like the perfect person to work here.  I know my senior staff would love to have Charlotte on board.” I put on a semi fake smile to make it look like I was serious and playing along with her game.

Charlotte’s face dropped a bit.  “I figured you would say that. I guess Charlotte will have to finish the interview then.”  She ran her hand through her hair and flipped it to the other side of her head. She blinked quickly and smiled again.  “Okay. Charlotte here. Let’s continue.”

I could tell that my face was turning red; I didn’t really know what to think regarding what just happened in front of me.  I cleared my throat. “Okay. So…what do you think you could bring to the team?”

We continued the interview and I let her leave.  I told her I would let her know if she got the job.  But I knew I wouldn’t be hiring her, my senior staff would not appreciate having someone with a split personality.  It would be too hard to keep track of who they were talking too.


Have you ever seen someone and instantly thought they were extremely hot?  That was Geoffrey. I remember walking out of my office and seeing this man that looked like Fabio sitting on the couch.  Like, he could’ve entered a Fabio look-a-like contest and won. I thought one of my staff members was pulling a prank on me.  I walked up with my arm outstretched. “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

He slowly stood up, towering over me by at least a foot.  “Good morning. I’m Geoffrey.”

I smiled and shook his hand.  “It’s very nice to meet you. Let’s go into the office here and get this interview started.”  I lead him into the office and sat down across from him. I tried to imagine this guy as the perfect employee, but I honestly had no idea.  “So…tell me about yourself.”

Geoffrey smiled.  “Well. I love cats.  Like…love cats. I have 10 of my own and I would love to have my own cat rescue one day.  I want to make everyone aware of spaying and neutering your cats because they can have way too many babies and we don’t need anymore cats around.  I also trap and release any strays that are in my neighborhood and make sure that if there are any kittens that they are safe. Either by finding them new homes or making sure to they get fixed before they reproduce again.”

“Uh…”  I wasn’t really sure what to say.  “So…is there anything else I should know about you?”

Geoffrey flipped his hair over his shoulder.  “I also love to grow my hair. I haven’t cut it in 5 years and I wash it everyday.  I use a special shampoo that helps my hair to stay healthy and helps it grow longer everyday.”

“Awesome?  That’s really impressive.”  I wasn’t really sure what to think of this guy.  Was he serious?

He started looking around and cleared his throat.  “Are there any cats here that need homes? I would be willing to take one or two of them home to join my family.”

I shook my head.  “No, every cat here has a home.  So we aren’t looking for homes for any of them.”

Geoffrey’s face fell a little.  “Oh…well can I work with the cats?  I just…I love cats so much. I want them to be in my life always.  I just…I just…” He started to tear up a little. “I just want to be able to save every cat and give them the best life possible.  I want to be a friend with every cat. I just..I need cats in my life all the time.”

“I…I don’t think this is the right job for you then.  All of our cats here have loving homes and they are just staying for a couple days or maybe weeks.  I think you need to look for something at a shelter or a cat rescue, not here. Unfortunately I don’t think this would work out for you.”

He wiped the tears from his eyes and stood up.  “I understand ma’am. Thank you for the opportunity.”  Geoffrey walked out of the office and out the lobby doors.  I hoped the best for him and I hoped he could find a job. Just…maybe one that didn’t involve cats.


I’ve seen some strange names in my time as a manager, but nothing like this.  How was I supposed to pronounce this? When I had to call her in regards to coming in for an interview, I couldn’t even try to pronounce her name.  I just said that I was calling to schedule an interview and thankfully she called back. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to catch how to pronounce her name.

As I walked out into the lobby she was sitting on the couch waiting.  She was tiny, she seemed like she was maybe 16 at the most. I stepped up toward her.  “Good afternoon. I’m Tammy.”

She stood up and held out her hand.  “Hello. I’m Mackhennyaha.”

I shook her hand but was still confused on how to pronounce her name.  I led her into the office and we both sat down. I didn’t want to go through the whole interview saying her name wrong the entire time.  So I had to ask. “I hate to ask this, but how to you pronounce your name?”

She giggled.  “I know…it’s crazy.  It’s pronounced as if it’s spelled M-C-K-E-N-N-A.  My mom was very obsessed with my name being spelled differently than every other Mckenna out there.  So, my name was spelled the way it’s spelled.”

“Oh…well…awesome.”  I asked a couple of standard questions before asking about what they could bring to the team.  “Alright. So what could you bring to the team?”

She took a moment to think.  “I would say that I am someone who follows instructions very well.  So I would have no issue coming into work and working under a fantastic female leader.”

That took me by surprise.  “Only a female leader? I have 2 guys who are leaders in the back so you would need to listen to them as well.”

Mackheenyaha scoffed.  “You hire men here? Don’t you think it be better to just have all girls around here?  You know what I mean?”

I nodded.  “Yes, I know exactly what you mean.  But that doesn’t mean that the business should only have women working around here.  Sometimes you do need a guy to help with something.”

She leaned back in her chair.  “I would’ve thought that the business run by a woman would only have women working.  It seems kinda counter intuitive to have men in the business.”

I snickered.  “Did you know that our CEO is a man?”

Mackheenyaha’s jaw dropped.  “What? I wouldn’t have applied if I knew that this company was run by a MAN.  Geez I’m stupid. Thank you. Sorry for wasting your time.” She stood up and quickly made her way through the lobby and out the door.  Strange interview. But definitely wasn’t the strangest.


Now Hiring (Victoria, Steph, and Albert)

Good morning!  Is everyone ready for the weekend?  I am so ready for the weekend as I get to see my sister again and that is very exciting.

We are continuing on our quest through interviews to see if anyone will be a good fit to work at Portside Doggie Daycare.  We are going to be reminiscing about 3 more people who came in for interviews and looking into why they did or didn’t get the job.  Do you think that anyone will be getting a job?

This story is classified as Adventure.  So sit back and enjoy!

Now Hiring (Victoria, Steph, and Albert)

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!


I have interviewed thousands of people in the years that I have been a manager.  Interviews are a breeze. Either they go really well or they go terrible, there’s not really an in between.  So when I got a glowing resume and an awesome application, I thought this girl was going to be an all-star.

When I walked into the lobby, there was a girl with more makeup on her face than what I owned in my lifetime.  Now, I like a good eye shadow palette, but this girl’s face looked like she had 10 different palettes on her face.  I was taken slightly aback but makeup didn’t matter. As long as she was a good worker then she would be welcomed into the team.

I reached out my hand.  “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

She looked at my hand and then back at me.  “I’m Victoria, and I’m sorry but I don’t shake hands.  There’s too many germs.”

“Okay…let’s step into the office and get this started.”  I showed her into the office and immediately noticed she pulled a can of lysol out of her purse and sprayed the chair.  I cocked my eyebrow. “Too many germs on the chair?”

Victoria cautiously sat down.  “Yeah. I hate germs. I never get sick because I’m always on the lookout for germs.”

“You know you are interviewing for a job to work with dogs right?  And the job includes cleaning up after dogs right?”

The girl looked flabbergasted, or more like I had just slapped her across the face.  “What? I thought I was interviewing for a lobby position. Like, helping the people.  I don’t want to work with the dogs. They’re nasty.”

I let out a sigh.  “Okay, well…I’m not looking for anyone for the lobby.  I’m looking for people to help in the kennel and work with the dogs.  You could still potentially work in the kennel and just wear gloves while you work if you still want to interview.”

“Are you serious?  I can’t wear gloves.  I am ALLERGIC to latex.  I will break out into hives if I wear latex gloves.  You know what…never mind. I don’t need this job anyway.  Have a good day.” She swung open the door and flew through it.  I watched as she stomped through the front doors and to her car. I had to snicker as she didn’t try to Lysol any of the doors as she walked through them.


I know we are in an age where people like to experiment, but I still don’t quite understand why people will come to interviews like that.  Like, I walk into the lobby and this girl is just spaced out of her mind. I thought she was going to fall over when she stood up to shake my hand.  “Are you okay?”

“Yeah man…I’m Steph…”

I could smell the marijuana on her breath as she spoke.  “That’s…good. Let’s go into the office and we can talk.”

“Is okay if I vape while we talk?”

“Uh…”  What? Was this girl serious?  “No…I’m sorry. That will have to wait until we are done.”

Steph shrugged.  “Whatever man. I get it.”

I led her into the office and immediately opened the window.  I knew she smelled like weed, but I didn’t need my boss’ office smelling like it too.  I cleared my throat. “So…tell me about yourself.”

She leaned back in her chair, revealing the bright tie dye shirt she was wearing under her hoodie.  “Well…I love smoking and I smoke weed everyday. I can’t imagine myself not smoking. And…I just want world peace and I want everyone to get along.”

My jaw must’ve hit the desk with how shocked I was.  “You do realize you will need to take a drug test before you work here, right?”

“What?  Why would I need to take a drug test?  I’m just here to pet the dogs.”

I shook my head.  “It’s a lot more work than just petting the dogs.  It’s cleaning up after dogs and making sure they eat their food and take their medication.  This job is not just petting dogs. So if you don’t think this is for you, I suggest you leave now before we go any further.”

Steph laughed at herself.  “I’m really dumb. I thought this was going to be a super easy job that wouldn’t require too much work.  I just wanna smoke weed and pet dogs all day. And I can’t even do that.” She stood up and made her way out the door.  “Sorry man.”

She slowly walked out the door and into the parking lot.  I watched her walk to her car and race out of the parking lot.  At least she had been honest during her interview.


I want you to imagine someone that just doesn’t get it.  You know the type. People who think they are high and mighty and that they are untouchable.  That was Albert.

The moment I saw him I knew something was a little off.  He was dressed in a full 3 piece suit and looked very sharp.  Maybe too sharp. Like, I understand if you want to make a good impression, but this was a little too much.  It was almost a little too good to be true. I walked up to him and held out my hand. “Hello. I’m Tammy.”

He stood up and shook my hand.  It was a firm hard grip. “Hello.  I’m Albert Octavious. It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am.”

He was very cordial.  It threw me off.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well.  Let’s go into the office and we can start this interview.”  I couldn’t help but think that there was going to be something off since this guy was so nice.  What was wrong with him?

The interview started off well.  He answered every question without hesitation and his answers were flawless.  I got to the mandatory question about his past job, which happened to be at a vet office that we worked very closely with.  So I had to ask him. “So. I see here that you used to work at Myers Veterinary Clinic. Why did you leave?”

He cleared his throat.  “Uh…I left because the other staff didn’t get me.  They totally disrespected me and didn’t listen to what I had to say.  It got to the point where I got to work and everyone would hide.”

I felt my eyes starting to widen.  “And why was this?”

Albert shrugged.  “I don’t know! I just started working with them and I thought I was getting into the groove of things and they just stopped talking to me!  I didn’t do anything wrong. They didn’t understand my humor and they didn’t understand my lifestyle and they just didn’t like me. I tried to make them understand where I was coming from but it didn’t help.  They all just decided to gang up on me and I decided to leave. Can we stop talking about this? I would rather move on in the interview.”

“Of course.  I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”  The rest of the interview went off without a hitch.  I would’ve hired him right there if I didn’t have a nagging thought that I should call the manager at Myers to see what was going on.  I thanked him for his time and told him I would be calling him.

After Albert left, I scurried into my office and quickly dialed the number for Myers Veterinary Clinic.  I felt my foot start tapping as I became more impatient. The phone picked up and someone answered. “Myers Veterinary Clinic, this is Samantha.  How can I help you?”

I swallowed.  “Yes. Hi. This is Tammy Shorberg, manager at Portside Doggie Daycare.  I was wondering if I may speak to your manager about a past employee of yours that came in for an interview here.”

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.  “Yeah, one moment okay?”

“Thank you.”

I waited for a few minutes before the phone was picked up.  “Hello this is Michelle.”

“Hi Michelle this is Tammy from Portside.  I had a few questions for you about a past employee of yours.”

I heard a sigh from the other end of the phone.  “Please tell me it wasn’t Albert.”

“Should I be really worried?”

Michelle cleared her throat.  “Yes. He is nothing but trouble.  I don’t know what he said in his interview but when I interviewed him he said that he didn’t get along with the people from his past job.  I didn’t really think much about it and hired him. But oh boy I was wrong. I swear he wanted to get with every girl here. He flirted with them and when they turned him down he would get angry.  And I don’t mean like leaving the room in a huff. I mean like throwing a temper tantrum like he was 2.”

I was shocked.  “You can’t be serious…”

“I’m completely serious!”  Michelle laughed. “I wish I could make this kind of thing up but this guy was crazy.  I had almost every girl here complaining about him always hitting on her. And when I finally talked to him about it he basically told me that all the girls had been ganging up on him and he was the victim.  I was completely taken aback. Like seriously? How out of reality do you have to be?”

“Well…I think it is safe to say that I should definitely dodge this bullet.”

“Yes please do.  And if you have any other questions about him let me know.  Because I would hate for you to hire him and immediately fire him.”

“Thanks Michelle.  I really appreciate it.”  We hung up the phone and I sat back.  I was so glad that listened to my gut and called Michelle.  I could only imagine what would have happened if I had actually hired him on the spot.


Now Hiring (Amelia, Quintin, and Joey)

Good morning!  I hope you are ready for a new mini series.  This one is a lot of fun to write because I got to be really creative and create a lot of different characters.  I also wrote this one a little different because this is from a first person perspective, not third person like I normally write.

This is categorized as Adventure.  Enjoy!

Now Hiring

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!


I remember walking out of my office to see this girl sitting on the couch.  She was dressed to the nines; stunningly nice blazer, red button up top, perfectly pressed pants, and killer black heels.  Like, I was jealous of her shoes. Anyway, I walked up to her and held out my hand to shake hers. “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

She barely looked up from her phone and stood up.  She reached out her hand as well. “Amelia.”

“Amelia it’s nice to meet you.  Let’s step into the office and we can get this interview started.”  I motioned toward the owner’s small office and opened the door to let her in.  I sat behind the desk and she took a seat opposite me. I set down her application and resume and looked up at her.  She was busy texting on her phone. I cleared my throat, “Okay, so tell me about yourself.”

She briefly set down her phone.  “Uh…well…I am going to school and I have two dogs of my own and I have an amazing boyfriend who I’m going to marry one day, even though he cheated on me but that doesn’t matter.  I still love him.” She giggled and picked up her phone again.

I sighed, this was not going to be an easy interview.  “So, what do you think you can bring to the team?”

Amelia set down her phone again, actually looking at me.  “Well…I can be the fashion designer. I mean…that is what I’m going to school for.  And it’s what I am going to do as a job once I finally move to New York. But that’s why I need this job.  I need some money to help me move!”

I wanted to smack myself in the forehead.  Why did I put myself in this position? “Unfortunately everyone has to wear a uniform so…uh…that role won’t be necessary.”

She seemed shocked.  “Oh…okay…then what roles are there?”

The interview continued like this.  Me asking her questions and her texting her friends and only looking at me when she answered a question.  Once I finally got through all the questions, I was slightly relieved. It was going to be over. “Okay…well thank you for your time.  We will be getting back to you by the end of the week about if you got the job.”

Amelia squealed.  “Thank you! I really appreciate it!  I won’t let you down I promise.” She actually put her phone down in excitement.

I shook my head.  “No, you haven’t gotten the job just yet.  We will let you know by Friday.”

“Oh…okay…well…thank you I guess.”  She got up and walked out of the office and out the front door.  

I watched her walk out the front door and unlock her jet black Mercedes.  I shook my head, again. Yeah…she really needed the job.


Now, I’ve seen some weird things in the 20 years of being a manager at this doggie daycare, but I always seem to be surprised.  I had an interview at 2 pm. I usually ask people if they prefer one time over another, but this interview had to be at 2 because I had a million other things to do and 2 seemed to be the only time I could actually fit in an interview.

So I gather my things and walk out into the lobby to see a man in his pajamas sitting in the lobby.  I cock an eyebrow at one of my front desk girls who rolled her eyes and nodded at me like, yes that’s the guy.  I walk toward him and take in his Spongebob pajama pants, a black tee shirt, a rather large winter parka coat for it being April and there being no snow, and large clunky brown Timberland boots.  It was a strange outfit to say the least.

I reached out my hand to shake his.  “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

The boy almost out of his skin, I honestly thought I woke him up.  He quickly stood up and shook my hand. “I’m Quintin. I’m so sorry, I think I dozed off.”

“It’s alright.  Let’s go ahead and get this interview started.”  I motioned toward the office and he followed me to get the interview started.

Now he was an odd one.  Besides what he was wearing, he just was a little off.  None of his answers made sense and he somehow managed to avoid actually answering anything.  Though…I did manage to figure out why he was dressed in pajamas. Apparently he had just rolled out of bed.  Literally rolled out of bed and rushed to the interview.

I closed my folder.  “Well, thank you for your time.  We will be contacting you later this week about if you got the job or not.  Have a good day.”

Quintin stood up and quickly exited the office.  He rushed outside to his car and sped out of the parking lot.  I sat in the office and watched him drive away, knowing I was never going to see him again.


Now, there are people who really prepare for an interview and there are others who just don’t care.  This boy was very prepared. He knew exactly what to say when it came to the interview. Every question I had for him, he was able to answer perfectly and with such ease it felt like he had worked with the company for years.

I hired him on the spot.

I was telling my kennel staff leaders about him and about how he was perfect.  He must’ve worked at other pet places but didn’t want to talk about them. Joey was exactly the person that the company needed.

But boy was I wrong.

I had all of my staff members complaining about how absolutely terrible Joey was.  He didn’t listen to instruction, barely followed rules, kept disappearing on my staff members, and was not comfortable handling the dogs.  Like, this was his job. He was supposed to help handle dogs. I told my staff leaders to just relax and maybe he would improve in a week’s time.

But I was wrong again.

I have never heard so much complaining about one staff member in my entire career being manager.  This boy most definitely talked the talk, but did not walk the walk. He seemed to be getting progressively worse in the week that he was hired.

So I called Joey into my office and sat him down.  He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. I cleared my throat.  “Joey. I need you to be honest with me. I have had people complaining about your work ethic all week.  Now, I know you just started, but it is very unacceptable. So I want to hear your side and see what’s going on.”

Joey leaned back in his chair and threw his arms in the air.  “I don’t know man. These people just don’t understand how I work.  I just need to stand back and watch for a while before I feel comfortable doing, you know what I mean?  Like, it’s hard for me to just jump into something new if I don’t know much about it. You catch my drift?”

I nodded.  “I do, but unfortunately that is not how it works here.  Everything is very fast paced and go go go. But you have been holding the team behind.  I either need you to step up and help the team or…” I looked him in the eye. I wanted him to know I was serious.  “Or I will have to take disciplinary action. And I hate to do that to you when I just brought you on the team. But if you don’t step up I will have to do so.  Do you understand?”

Joey scoffed.  “You told me in the interview I was perfect for the team and now you’re telling me I’m struggling to be a part of it and I could be fired?  That is not what you said in the interview.” He seemed genuinely upset that I was not willing to let him get away with what he was doing.

I didn’t really know what way to approach this.  I didn’t want to just fire him because he wasn’t doing well for his first week.  But, I also didn’t want to let him keep getting away with slacking off and my team hating him.  I took a deep breath. “Well…I don’t really know what to say except that I need you to step up and try to work better with the team.  But I will be talking more with my team to make sure you aren’t falling behind. Okay?

He immediately stood up and took his shirt off and handed it back to me.  “Keep this. If you can’t work with me, then I can’t work for you. I quit.”  And with that he walked out the door. I had to take a few minutes to comprehend what just happened.  Thankfully I didn’t have to fire him.