Burger King treated me like a girl who didn't want to date me anymore
After I got approval from my bosses at Thrillist to work the day shift a few days a week, I excitedly called BK to tell them the news. "They're gonna be so excited that a catch like me moved his busy schedule around to work for them!" I thought, like a conceited maniac.
I got the manager on the phone. He was going to thank me for saving his restaurant!
"Great news!" I said. "I can work the rush shift two hours a day. And weekends. When can I start?"
"Ok." There was a pause. "I'm really busy, can you call back later?" It must've been 3 in the afternoon. He was not busy. Lunch rush was over.
I've been in enough broken relationships in my life that I know it's never good when anyone tells you they're busy, and they'll call you back later. Only this time it wasn't a woman who was disappointed in me. It was a Burger King manager with a patchy goatee. The rejection hurt just the same.
The final rejection I remained hopeful. I called in again a few days later. The manager picked up.
"Hey, it's Lee again. I can work those day shifts like I said earlier. So when would be good for me to start?"
"I'm sorry, but we're going in another direction."
I didn't believe what I had just heard, so I asked him again.
"We're going in another direction. We found other people."
"I don't know what to tell you. We're going in another direction. Ok? Thanks."
I guess I'll never figure out why I wasn't hired. Too peppy during the interview? Did I say something wrong? I barely said anything at all -- we mostly just went over my hours.
I wonder if he could hear my heart breaking over the phone. I wonder if he even cared. He might have been a Burger King manager with a useless journalism degree, but to me he was just a cold-blooded killer.