I really lucked out with my job...I was fresh out of college, living off of my graduation money, holed up in a smelly basement apartment after turning down a job in Chicago at the Merc to move to bloomington-freaking-normal in order to be closer to my girlfriend who was still attending ISU. (She turned out to be my wife, so, silver lining. I guess.)
Anyway...the day after I had just spent my last graduation dollar on a bean burrito, I walked into the employment office of the largest insuracne company in the world. I mean, who doesn't just walk into the employment office of a Fortune 50 company and walk out with a 6 figure salary. Or so I thought...
So, i took the typing test, answered a few questions about myself, previous work history (construction and a sales job at the mall). peed in a cup and went on out the door with a "we'll call you if we have anything come up" pat on the back.
Now, don't get me wrong, I was qualified to work there. I was a double major in finance and economics, with a minor in Latin (long story). But I expected almost nothing after talking to the HR rep...
About a week later I'm sitting there, broke, playing Silent Hill in the dark on my PS1...and the phone rings. Boom, it's them. They'd like to offer me a position. I'm jacked up. I'm already decorating my office in my head...wondering where I will put the wet bar and hoping I'll have every other friday off so I can count my money.
Wrong. It's a job offer to file claim paperwork. WTF? I think to myself...I just attended a fairly prestigious liberal arts school, hold a top notch degree, gradutated with a 3.5GPA. And you want me to file paperwork all day...and you want to pay me $16,200??
I tell the nice lady that I appreciate her call and that I will have to weigh my options, and ask if I can call her back by the end of the week. She says, sure, but you are the 3rd person I've called about this position, the other two already accepted jobs elswhere, and after I hang up with you, I have 4 more people to call about this same position. If it's still open at the end of the week, and you still want it, you can have it.
I ask her to hold on a sec. I think to myself, this isn't the way it's supposed to be. I'm supposed to be a highly sought after college graduate. I mean, that's what all the brochures from all those job fairs said I would be!
So, I swallowed my pride and figured the 16k was more than the 0k I was making and sheepishly accepted the offer.
12 years and several promotions later, and I'm in charge of multimillion dollar projects, have a team of great employess working for me, and really ended up loving this gig.
So - there was a point to this, but I think I lost it at the Silent Hill reference.