Guess Who's Back

"Its been a long time- I shouldn't have left you..." thats actually from another Rakim song I just realized, but fuck it, it also makes sense. Where have I been? where for those that could care less, I was in LA. Hung out there for a week due to a rash of interviews I had up there since last Thursday. Stayed for Halloween weekend, and continued to hang all the way till yesterday. The halloween party was a blast and so was the club, everyone had excellent costumes except for Mohammed the Project, who decided to be a prude and not dress up. He decided the name tag I wrote him would be costume enough. I decided to come up with name tags for everyone and mostly everyone wore them. Well except for two people- one threw his away in disgust (hey if you're gonna act like a serial killer, I'm gonna name you a serial killer) and someone else never got theirs- even though I actually wrote 2 up for them (both were really lame anyways). Anyways the night culminated in the condo being left in disarray although I can't imagine it was much more than Puya's from the Long Beach affair. It was a party trash is gonna happen, maybe not a guy who decides to take off his pants to go to bed in front of everyone, but trash? Yes- thats all I'm sayin...
While up there I hit up 6 different 24 hr fitnesses in search for a good replacement to the one off of Slauson, because well lets be honest, its on Slauson. If I had to rank them and hell since I have nothing especially special to write about I would rank them like this from best to worst;
Hermosa Beach (white folk apparently dont play basketball shot alone for over an hour)
La Mirada (Asians loved them some basketball- easy to rebound and score at will if you are over 5'8")
Los Alamitos ( best mix- still had my way)
Hawthorne (best games were here)
Slauson (got tired of all the shit talking and actually left the court with my ball during the middle of the game)
Crenshaw Blvd/PCH (no basketball and no ventilation if you enjoy ball sweat funk this is the place for you)
Redondo Beach ( No basketball completely unacceptable)
As for the talent that works out, it the same except switch Redondo beach and put it ahead of crenshaw and its the same.
I was actually gonna head back home on Monday, but while at one of these gyms I got a call for another interview in woodland hills. The next day I got a call for another interview on Thursday and since I had nothing to do on Wednesday, I went to a job fair in Ontario. I didn't know how fucking far Ontario was from LA until I decided to map my destination. By then I had already registered so I decided what the hell- I had nothing else better to do. It sucked- wasn't worth the trip. Even the stop for lunch sucked. Thursday I had an interview with another Health Insurance Company- who I've decided are a bunch of elitist because... well I don't know because, I guess its cuz I have interviewed poorly with all of them I guess. The only saving grace was that the girl who interviewed was, umm, hot. When the interview was winding down I thought about asking her out, haha j/k. I really wouldnt have but it did cross my mind. I don't know what it is with these Health insurance companies and why they think they are the pinnacle of insurance. Everyone knows its all about personal lines. Pinnacle by the way is the word for the day. Really I don't know why they think they are all so mighty, I mean they are all going to go to ruin once the healthcare reform goes into full effect right? So F them and their affiliates. I didnt want to work for them anyways.
Anyways also on Thursday I went and finally spoke to one of them for profit universities because they have been hounding me to come in and talk to them (yeah I talking to you Christine from Devry). So I met with someone from the U of Phoenix and found out that if I hauled ass, I could get a degree in Business Management within 18 months. So that's what I plan on doing once I get back to full speed.
Wednesdday I had gotten a call from Triple A setting me up for an interview for Friday, but by Thursday night, I had basically had it with LA, no offense but it just felt like I was spinning my wheels and not going anywhere or really accomplishing anything. So I guess I wasnt really fed up with LA, I was just fed up with the situation I was in. Also I hate being in one place for too long so I needed a drink. Having what I thought no one to go get a drink with, I made my plans to Wes known I would be heading to the Bigfoot. Why to see if I would be allowed again from my BS antics from the previous outing there. Wes gets offended I hadnt invited him ( I had thought he would be in for the night since he was in his jammies). After a brief stop at Baja to basically just advise Puya of our Bigfoot plans, we arrived. As soon as I walk in, the barback smile shakes my hand and asks if I would be spurting out any racial slurs on this night. I laugh, apologize, and reply no. He just laughed and said it was a memorable night. Danny had also run into the Venezuelan who, after hearing his accent, had advised him I didn't speak puerto rican. Haha that guy asked about me too. I am hoping I'm just that memorable but in reality I'm probably just that much of an asshole that people remember my assholeness. I have decided that if men were lame enough to watch a non sports male version of the view (which we are not, I'm just saying), that Puya, Danny, Wes, and Me would make for excellent hosts. Our conversations are top notch.

Anyways by Friday I had definitely had it and it didn't help that the security guard at triple A was a major A-hole- actually he was more like a 5 star general A hole. I figured I would just interview and get the fuck back to SD. An hour and half later, I was told by one of the people that were in the interview interviewing me that I gave a "helluva" interview and that it had been one of the best interviews he had ever heard. I guess all the other interviews had culminated in me not caring about what I thought they would think what I had to say and so I basically hit them with all my accomplishments as a supervisor (after a quick explanation as to why I was no longer with my former company- thanks again!) The other interviewer told me that because procedures had changed, she couldnt officially offer me the job but that I would be getting a formal offer from HR. She paused then said " 99 % positive. plus you will be working with me and from what we have discussed I will eventually have you helping me out- they should be calling you to arrange your drug test and if for some reason they don't, call me and I'll get the ball rolling..."

So unless that 1% comes to reality, I'll be moving to LA and will start the quest for a second job...

Rakim folks- come on Columbo you had to know this one...