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Yay for alliteration!
*ahem*
Anyways, this is in another thread of my mine, but I thought that it deserves it's own too because...It's just...Well...You'll see.
I went to Panera's this afternoon to fill out an application (there's a sign on the front door saying they're hiring cashiers and sandwich makers, woohoo!) So I go in, ask for an application, and get told that they're online. But manager takes me aside and starts asking me what I'm looking for: hours, days, position, that kind of stuff. I let him know I'm looking for mainly days, M-F. He tells me to sit and he'll be right back.
So I sit. A few minutes later he comes back with a free pop and a paper app. for me to fill out. Yay! That's a good sign, right? He even says, "Well...I'm not technically supposed to do this buuut..." Hehehe!
So I sit down and fill out the app. While doing so, a very dark man with a very thick African accent comes up to me and asks me if I'm filling out a part-time application. I say yes. He then proceeds to proposition me for what sounds like some kind of porn magazine/publication thing. (He was saying "six", and with his accent, I could only assume he meant "sex".) He also says that I can get my own TV channel. I proceed to do this:
He then specifically states that it's for African-Americans.
Side-note: I am a white girl. The whitest of the white. Irish white. Approximately 5'3" and 175lbs. on a good day, but I gain weight all over (esp. in my booty and chest), therefore, black men LOVE me.
I stutter a reply, saying that I'm fine with getting a job at Panera's and after asking me once more is I'm sure I don't want to take him up on his offer and me declining again, he luckily drifts away to get his food. So I go back to filling out my app, and after waiting for about 10 minutes after I'm finished, the manager comes back, apologizes for taking so long (dinner rush had just started, completely understandable, 'A+' for apologizing though), takes my app and asks me to come back in at 3:00 on Saturday. I agree happily, say see ya then!, and skip happily (though throughly creeped out) back home!
*ahem*
Anyways, this is in another thread of my mine, but I thought that it deserves it's own too because...It's just...Well...You'll see.
I went to Panera's this afternoon to fill out an application (there's a sign on the front door saying they're hiring cashiers and sandwich makers, woohoo!) So I go in, ask for an application, and get told that they're online. But manager takes me aside and starts asking me what I'm looking for: hours, days, position, that kind of stuff. I let him know I'm looking for mainly days, M-F. He tells me to sit and he'll be right back.
So I sit. A few minutes later he comes back with a free pop and a paper app. for me to fill out. Yay! That's a good sign, right? He even says, "Well...I'm not technically supposed to do this buuut..." Hehehe!
So I sit down and fill out the app. While doing so, a very dark man with a very thick African accent comes up to me and asks me if I'm filling out a part-time application. I say yes. He then proceeds to proposition me for what sounds like some kind of porn magazine/publication thing. (He was saying "six", and with his accent, I could only assume he meant "sex".) He also says that I can get my own TV channel. I proceed to do this:
He then specifically states that it's for African-Americans.Side-note: I am a white girl. The whitest of the white. Irish white. Approximately 5'3" and 175lbs. on a good day, but I gain weight all over (esp. in my booty and chest), therefore, black men LOVE me.
I stutter a reply, saying that I'm fine with getting a job at Panera's and after asking me once more is I'm sure I don't want to take him up on his offer and me declining again, he luckily drifts away to get his food. So I go back to filling out my app, and after waiting for about 10 minutes after I'm finished, the manager comes back, apologizes for taking so long (dinner rush had just started, completely understandable, 'A+' for apologizing though), takes my app and asks me to come back in at 3:00 on Saturday. I agree happily, say see ya then!, and skip happily (though throughly creeped out) back home!
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