I recently had a mildly pleasing interview with a person by the name of Katherine. She is the so-called top dog of the Mano-Marketing branch in Indianapolis. This is considering they even have more branches located in the U.S. Salary requirements were not even discussed in this first interview, and I was not given the chance to really talk orask any questions. Since there was to be a second interview, I thought it would be a good idea to ask during that time.
Before applying to work for this "firm", I was a manager of a high-end martini bar. I am also a 4.0 GPA college grad. I can sniff a scam anytime. At this time of the interviewing process, I had a funny feeling overwhelm my mind. I just couldn't put a finger on it yet so I decided, "What the hey, I'll show up for the second interview just to be sure." Earlier, I stated I worked with a martini bar. This ended up helping me with my decision not to work with Mano Marketing since I remember every single customer that used to go there.
The second interview with Mano was to be me job shadowing one of the top executives. When I ended up meeting this top executive, it turned out to be this man named Jason. When I worked at the martini bar, he used to come in and was not pleasant and really cheap. He always paid cash and never used a credit card or a company card. Now I thought executives made decent money, but maybe I'm wrong. He also had these horrid tattoos all over his arms down to his wrists. Even though they were covered up with long sleeves the day I shadowed him, I've never known a higher up to be tattooed that much.
So back to the second interview with Jason. Immediately, this man starts drilling into me about not having a hard copy of my resume as he is pacing like a dog in the parking lot. I suggested we go back in and get it and that his boss should have left him a copy since it was on file. He started getting real defensive at this point and then asked if I at least brought a pen and paper. I replied no, that most interviews are not about taking notes until being hired on by that company. I was then told to ask as many questions as I could but not to ask how much I was to be paid or when I was to be paid. Every thing the man was telling me just kept going in circles and made no sense. I agreed to go just so I would know what I was supposed to be doing for these people.
Jason, I, and two other male employees then got in this awful looking car and did not bother to turn on any air conditioning. Now if I really wanted to impress someone of my capacity into working for me, I would have tried to accomodate them better. It turned out that this car was an employee's car and no gas was even reimbursed to him. The car also had faulty breaks which caused us to almost get in a wreck 2 times. Why didn't the executive put us in a luxury car? We all ended up on West Washington Street in a real bad neighborhood. Jason was dropping people off in this neighborhood and returning later to get them.
On a 95 degree day, I was in a business suit, walking in a ghetto neighborhood and watching these clowns do door to door sales for about 4 hours promoting Papa Johns Pizza. Out of the fifty houses we went to, only 2 people bought Mano Marketing's little coupon cards. One of the people we sold to felt bad and offered us water since it was so hot. Jason kept pushing the water at me and told me to drink it. I'm terrified of people's cups, and I'm real terrified of people's cups in this neighborhood. He did apologize however.
We ended up going to lunch. I was thinking somthing along the lines of a decent place to eat. Jason took us to Taco Bell. He did not bother buying these guys lunch. He didn't even buy lunch for the young man who was providing his awful vehicle. He did buy mine, but paid cash instead of a company card for a write off. He also bummed cigarettes off of his employees who supposively make less money than him.
I'd had enough of him playing psychological, dominance games with me and the other two young, easily swayed guys. He started discussing the business chain and the amount of pay I can expect. For starters, he contradicted himself from earlier when he said he couldn't discuss pay. I then proceded to tell him I didn't think employment with his firm was what I wanted. He then started playing more mind games with me and I told him I just wanted to go back and get my car.
The real bummer was that this loser guy did nothing but tell me things to make me feel my life was crap and that basically there was no future for me without his company. People like me who graduate with honors do not have to stoop to his level of maturity to make a dollar. If you are a girl and get to work with this jerk, prepare to be uncomfortable because he talks about things to the other guys that make you feel awkward. He also makes fun of poor people behind their backs after giving me this lecture about not discriminating against anyone in a market. I agree fully since I hate all forms of discrimination, but come on, GROW UP!
Overall, this company stinks. Do not go work for them. If you like to hear that you are stuipid, uneducated, and worthless; then this job is for you. They also lay claim to be a member of the Better Business Bureau.
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