The ghost Check n Go

When I went to my interview last week, I was told that I would receive a math quiz within a few days. After waiting for five days I decided to call them and ask about my job status. What I got was an old woman with a static connection who claimed I called the wrong number. This was strange, this was the number that Check n Go gave me. Not to be deterred, I called the other local Check n Go to see if they knew anything. I didn't even get a ring tone this time. So I decided to call the main headquarters. Five minutes later I was talking with a representative who told me that she couldn't connect to the two companies either. She said that the addresses I gave her were not Check n Go stations.
So either the station I applied at closed down within less than a week. Or they never existed. I'm being sarcastic here but did I just see a ghost?
Tomorrow after my final game class, I'm going to see if I can't find that mysterious place.

Jobs again

I have another job interview with some group called Check n' Go or something like that. Here's hoping I get another job opportunity soon. I think that job at the call place fell out so onward to new jobs. I'm hoping to get a job as a writer on a news website or something. I'm sure that pays something. And it would let me work at my own pace.

Phone interview

About two days ago I got a phone interview with the company I've been interviewing with. I don't know how well I did, I'm told I have a good speaking voice, but I've also been told that I tend to slur my words. I hope I sounded ok, to be honest, I don't really want the job. My job coach keeps talking about this being a permanent position, like I want to call people for the rest of my life. I want to write and be creative for the rest of my life. But no one pays you unless you're good. That's one of the reasons I've made this blog to help improve my writing. I should apply to more websites that need writers. I may know little about computers, but I'm a competent writer. Hopefully more so than those who have the jobs I want.

Interview

Yesterday I had an interview. Today I learned that they want to schedule a second interview but I don't think that they want me because of my interview skills. I think they are just looking for people. Yesterday, I got a little too friendly with the interviewer. We talked about the show House and, according to my job coach, I went on and on about Hugh Laurie. I guess I just see people as either friends or foes. Like an off/on switch. I have got to remember that no matter how friendly people are, they aren't my buddy.

New Job? 2

On Monday I'm going to go in for an interview. Part of me is screaming that I don't want a job due to all the changes and the other part is excited about all the games I can buy with the money. I guess I'll find out if I get it tomorrow.

Repeat repetition

I remember a few years ago when I was volunteering at a school for autistic children and I saw a kid on the computer watching the train from Disney's Dumbo starting to pull the circus carts. The kid would click on the video over and over just to see that scene again. I asked his teacher what he was doing, she said that he enjoyed watching that scene and only that scene. I watched the kid some more and saw him click on the same scene in different languages. I think the last one I saw was Dutch. Despite having autism myself, I couldn't understand what that kid saw in repeating that process. What I didn't realize was that I had done the same thing throughout my life. I would ask my parents to replay whatever song was playing on CD in the car until they were sick of the album. In fact, I'm doing it right now. I'm watching Capital Cities' Safe and Sound for the fifth time. I'm just watching the same five seconds repetitively from 2:05 to 2:10. It's just fascinating to see those missiles fly into the air then fade into people dancing in rhythm to the base as the rest of the song drops out for those few seconds. I think I'm interested in how the movement matches up with the music. I can only speak for myself but maybe this is what that kid was enjoying so much that day.
Here's the link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWZr2F0qohA

New job?

I got a phone interview today but I'm already starting to freak out. I honestly don't want a new job. It's just too much change. I have this irrational fear that I won't be able to work on my stories, my blog, or work on getting into game design. Every time I get a new job I hear "Yep...this is it. My life is over. Might as well enjoy it because there's no where else to go after this." My parents have told me over and over that a job doesn't mean I'll be employed in the company for the rest of my life, but what if I am? I don't think I have the motivation to seek out another job. I don't even want to work full time. Part time would be perfect. I just want to...enjoy my life. I want to play games, have plenty of down time, write every once and a while and make connections with people who share my interests. I always say that but I think what I'm worried about is how the job will affect my life. Writing this didn't help as much as I thought it would so I'm going to end it. Wish me luck I suppose.

New meeting

Tomorrow I meet with my job coach again...I'm not looking forward to it. I didn't do too many job searches. In fact, I don't know if I did any. What with my sister moving out, my birthday and the sudden assignment I had to do, I've hardly had any time. I haven't even played my game that much. I need to get a new game soon. Something long with an open world. Maybe I'll get the GTA4. I do have a problem with getting that game though. There's some, no, LOTS of sexual content and Rockstar, the developer, basically treats their workers like crap. There have been lawsuits about Rockstar overworking their employees. I despise companies that demoralize their workers. When Rockstar falls, and it will, everything falls, I won't shed a tear. I'll probably launch a firework or two. Well, this got a little into my other blog so I'll end it for now.

Sleepy

Yesterday, I remembered something that I discovered back when I was in college. I, like many autistic people, take medicine to help me focus. This medicine often makes me unable to sleep so I have to take melatonin. Yesterday, I slept without melatonin. Why? Because I listened to something with rhythm. When I was very young, my parents could only get me to sleep by rocking me, violently. Not painfully, mind you, but with more force than is normally needed. The same principle applies with music that has a nice rhythm to me. I find that a good beat rocks me just like the rocking chair. I actually have a game that this effect on me and I was watching someone play it on Youtube. I wonder if the same applies to other autistic people. I know that autistic people are sensitive in that manner but I don't know if it applies to all. I'll post the music here. The game is called: Rhythm Heaven Fever for the Wii.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZRjd3ic4pU