Wednesday, October 30, 2013

The day I gave away two cars

A few months ago, when I was applying for jobs, one of the companies I applied for had me do a video interview. I already knew I was going to get an offer from Midland and was just waiting on the legalities of it, so I wasn't going to even bother. However, I decided I really wanted to try a video interview, and, if I've learned anything from my job history, it's to never assume anything is certain until you've signed on the dotted line. So I went to the website and started my video interview.

It was ridic fun, and the questions were very interview generic (what are your strengths and weaknesses? what do you bring to a team?). It's been a really long time since I've had an interview that basic, and God knows my favorite thing to talk about is myself (hello, I have a blog where all I do is talk about myself). However, one of them made me laugh out loud...tell us about a time you made a huge mistake at work and what you did to correct it.

I could have answered the time I overbooked a room while acting as sales manager, or a time when rules weren't submitted to IRGC in time and I had to go beg for forgiveness. But since I wasn't really banking on this job, I decided to pull out my truth card and told them about the time I gave away two cars.

I still cannot believe this happened.

I was the marketing coordinator for Bluffs Run, and we were doing a car giveaway. The whole concept was a bit ridiculous. We had this ENOURMOUS entry drum - like it would literally hold tens of thousands of entries, and I am sure I could have crawled inside of it if I had tried (and I was really fat back then...still easily could have fit). Anyway, gamblers would earn entries all week long, drop them in this drum and then on drawing day, I would pick five entries. The five winners would each stand behind a box of confetti and crap, and at the sound of go, they would dig through their box. The winner was the person who found a huge car key in their box of crap. Yay. The other people would win some lowball amount of money, like $500.

Anyway, so on the night of the two car giveaway, everything was going fine at first. My boss Jill was gone, so I was handling it on my own with Johnny Ray Gomez (JRG, if you will) who was acting as the emcee. We drew the winners, they all lined up behind their boxes, and JRG told them to go. Confetti started flying. I knew the key was in box #3, so I was watching that person, camera in hand to capture their happy discovery.

All of a sudden, I hear JRG yelling "We have a winner!" and holding up the hand of Box #1. What the frick! I looked closely and that idiot was holding up the TINY entry drum key.

Beep beep back up. Did I mention that huge fucking entry drum was so huge that it would have taken me hours to clean it out every week? So instead, I enlisted the help of the graveyeard housekeeping staff, who, every week, would clean out the drum, store the entries in my office (we had to keep them all...yep, still doesn't make sense). They had their own entry drum key.

However, on that ONE week, they decided to leave the entry drum key with me, and not tell me. They dropped it in one of the promotion boxes and went on their happy way.

Meanwhile, Box #3 had found his gigantic fake car key and looked confused. I ran up to him and said "You are the winner...just hang tight." I walked over to JRG and somehow didn't punch him in the face. "That is the ENTRY DRUM key...he is not the winner." Johnny looked at me like a straight faced emoticon. The VP of Marketing (of course) was there, so she came up and I explained quickly what happened. "You deal with the winner, and I will deal with the loser."

After a few minutes of me pissing my pants and holding back tears later, VP Heidi came back to me. "Everything is fine. He gets it. He'll take his $500."

Somehow that seemed too easy. That night I went straight to my friend Renee's house, who did my job at our other property. "That seems too easy," she said.

And of course it was. The next day, after he had a few hours to realize we owed him a lot more than that, he called the gaming commission and happily came in to collect his $10,000 hush money.

A $10,000 mistake? Awesome. But kind of a funny story. And no, I didn't learn my lesson and I still let housekeeping clean out the entry drum every week. The bitch was HUGE.

And I also did not get an offer from the video interview company. They did, however, call me back to see if that story was really true.

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