A Series of Unfortunate Events

I went to Lemon Square today.
To apply.
I went there by jeep. I arrived there by past nine.
The Cipher Solutions [I did a research on the company but I misheard the guard and thought it was cyber and not cipher] was located at the third floor. When I got there there was this two skinny girls at the front desk who asked me if they could help me with something.
Yes. I'm applying for customer care. Then she said something which I wasn't able to catch. Then she look at me questioningly. She talked faster than me on that part.
Trying not to look like an actor who forgot her lines I just said yes. Judging by her expression I choose the right type of answer.
Then she asked me to take a seat.
Taking a sit, I looked around on what could be possible my working environment.
Hmmm. Different colors for each wall. Like in a nursery where you put all the color so that your kid would know the color's name they are facing. And all of it in bold colors and not pastels. Oh my, who was the decorator who picked the colors? I hope he's colorblind so that he has an excuse for his ghastly taste.
Anyway, skinny girl 1, asked me what name do I preferred to be called. Thinking back on the Convergys episode, I said that my real name will do fine. After ten minutes she called me inside and did a preliminary interview. The place was deserted.
Where are all the people?
Then we sat in front of the PC's and the interview started.
Later after answering questions in a mild pace, she told me I passed. She said that I should go back in the lobby [which consist of four uncomfortable chairs] and wait for her supervisor, who will handle my second interview. Who, may I add, she didn't know what time will be coming in.
So I sat there. Sat in a ladylike way. Which lasted for only ten minutes because my ass was getting sore. My bones are hitting the hard seat.
The hell with it, I said. I spread my legs, took a candy, and brought out Garfield's Easy Crossword Puzzles which is the only crossword book that I tried answering out of Khaloy's some twentish crosswords books that he gave to me.
Because it isn't fucking easy.
I mean, what's so easy about this? Some of my brain cells died in the line of duty just so that I could answer this... "_____ got no strings."
Is it Pinochio? Is it something to do with relationship and money?
Come on.
Later, looking at my watch, I discovered I've been there for more than an hour.
And skinny 1 is asking skinny 2, who is surfing her Friendster account, to check about Pinoy Big Brother's new update.
Don't they have any work to do? Any papers to push?
Later a guy, who I wished could be the surpervisor, came in.
After another ten minutes, he called me in. Taking my bag with me he let me sit in a seat facing his. Again, in front of the pc, which led me to think if they have their own offices.
And I also noticed the whiteboard written behind him consist of names and different amounts of dollar signs.
Hmmmm.
Sitting facing each other with no table between us, the interview started. Which is almost the same as the first one.
"Tell me about yourself blah blah blah."
I just droned on with my answer.
Then he sprawled on his seat with his knees a kilometer apart each other. And my knees where between the proximity of it.
Oh my what big balls you have to be sitting like that.
"You have no family?"
Do I resemble one of the Baudelaire orphans? But I explained that I have my siblings, where he cut me off saying that he was asking if I have my "own" family.
I said no.
Then he sat forward in his seat, stared at me and asked me in a meaningful tone, "Single?"
"Yes"
"How fortunate, that means..." he droned off apparently looking for a better choice of word.
"No attachments."
"Yes. That's it." He exclaimed with a snap of his fingers. Then he sat back and spread his knees again, impossibly wider than before.
Then he started to swivel his chair.
Then he told me that I have passed for the third phased interview. He'll be passing my resume to one of the department and they will be calling me sometime tomorrow.
And dropped the unfortunate news.
It seems I have applied in a Telemarketing company.