PowerPoint, Apples, and Wireless Networks

I had a busy day yesterday.

My interview at CBA seemed to go really well. They actually went ahead with the second phase of the interview process, which involved some testing, both a SAT-like written test and a computer aptitude test. For the computer test, I had to answer five questions by finding the answers in the CBA website (most of them I already knew the answers to because I know CBA). The second part of the test was fiddling with an Excel spreadsheet and then extrapolating the data into a PowerPoint slide presentation with graphs and such. Fortunately, I had given myself a crash course in Excel the day before, because I’ve never really used the program before (at least as it is intended). But I REALLY haven’t used PowerPoint before. So I spent most of the 45 allotted minutes figuring out how to make slides and import my shiny pretty Excel graphs. I managed to finish the assigned task in time, but the result wasn’t very glamorous. I felt extremely proud of myself for making two programs I have no experience with do what I wanted. But my slide show wasn’t at all creative, and the position is for the Communications and Marketing Department. I thought about telling the HR people about my triumph over ignorance, but since I’m supposed to have Microsoft Office down pat for the position, I decided against it.

From there I went to Monument’, where Michele and Duncan hired me to do busy work for them so they can focus on actually making money. “What is the going wage for this kind of work?” Michele asked.

“For new-hire administrative stuff, 8 to 9 dollars an hour.”

“Let’s make it 10.”

Duncan said, “That’s a steal!”

I solved several problems for Michele in the first hour or so, and then went about gleaning certain contact information from the notes she had taken and saved each day. I’ll probably continue that today… after I figure out how to make the laptop talk to the desktop through the wireless network.

Berck came over after he finished working, and he and Michele and I loaded up a wagon with buckets and raided the apple tree on Brown’s Place. I climbed the tree and shook branches, while the apples fell on Berck and Michele as they picked them up.

But now I must go back to work.

Work! I have some work!

CBA

CBA or Christian Booksellers Association is a trade association for retailers for Christian products–books, music, gifts. CBA hired my dad in 1986, which brought our family to Colorado Springs from Georgia. He was the membership director there until we moved to Mobile in 1990 for his job at Integrity Music. I’ve been checking the websites of different companies and organizations here, especially ones that employ people I knew. CBA had one position open, an administrative assistant for the Communications & Marketing Department. Dad was leaving the very next day for a three-month stay in Singapore, but after a flurry of phone calls, I got a message from HR telling me to hurry and send my resume in because they were in the last stages of filling the position. Dad said that I would be working for the guy who replaced the guy (a good friend of the family who just moved to Pheonix last year) who replaced my dad.

Actual Fact: In 1992, roadside posters of Cindy Crawford had to be removed in Norway when authorities noticed a 300% increase in the accident rate as motorists were distracted by them