Fucking Catalyst Seattle

For those of you who may not know, I am on the job hunt. For a career job. Can I just rant a moment (or this entire blog) about what a goddamned pain in the ass this is?!!? Jesus H. Christ. Shoot me now.


So, I went to a couple interviews this week already, and had a day-long job shadow today that sucked saggy old man balls....with crabs or oozing scabs, your choice. [Gross visual, I know. Sorry. It really sucked that bad though.] It was pretty much horrid. All. Day. Long.


Before I went to the initial interview, I read the entire webpage (SeattleCatalyst.com, FYI) to try and figure out what product or service I'd be working with. It was very ambiguous, to say the least. But, I wanted to interview well, and wanted to be informed, so I read it.


The interview itself was painless. Kind of short, but painless. Here's the clincher though. I asked the interviewer (who I found out today is the freaking CEO) what kind of work I'd signed up to do, was it phone sales, marketing, door to door, HR, or what have you. I ASKED THIS GUY IF IT WAS DOOR TO DOOR SALES, AND HE LOOKED ME IN THE EYE AND SAID "NO." He said it was marketing and sales of office supplies. BASTARD!!!


So, I got called back in for the 'second interview,' which was actually an entire day job shadowing one of their sales reps. I showed up to the place, which is in Columbia Tower, downtown (in the middle of mid-morning traffic, I'll have you know. It took me 90 minutes for me to get from Woodinville down there. Argh!!) and found out I'd be job shadowing.


So, we get into this guy's car (Ivan) to go to 'the location', and I start asking questions about what we'll be doing, and he pretty much lays it out that we'll be doing door to door sales. I'm thinking to myself "Fuuuucccckkkk. Fuck Fuck Fuck. How the hell am I supposed to get out of wasting my entire day? I don't want to do door to door sales, ever. This is not for me."


As it turned out, I walked all over Fremont, selling crap office supplies out of a catalog. WHAT A WASTE OF MY GODDAMNED TIME!! I'm so pissed at this. I rescheduled THREE, read it again, THREE other job interviews so I could go to this 'second interview.'


I was stuck walking all over Fremont and Northlake with Ivan, the techno-mixing, videogame-playing loser (let me add in here that I don't mind videogames, or techno - I love the music. This guy was just a freakin' weirdo), and his 'trainee' Mel, who needed some new bras like nobody's business. I mean, honestly, how can you walk around with no support for the girls? I guess I just can't, 'cause I've got an ample supply of boobage. Eew. I couldn't look her in the eye, and her outfit just plain sucked. She was in serious need of a makeover. I'm not being a snob about this, she seriously needed a makeover to be a competetive selling force. There's no way I would have bought anything from her. Why do people fall for loser jobs like this?


I had to listen to Ivar talk about his goals with the company, and how he was going to be a millionaire in 5 years, blah blah blah. Puh-leeze. You sell staples and reams of paper door to door, and I know it. Don't try and hit on me 'cause you think you're all that. I can see through all that crap. Gross.


So that was my wonderful day. Word to the wise? Stay away from CCS and/or Catalyst Seattle (they're the same thing). They sell office supplies door to door.