I would have planned my day differently had I known.
A while ago I learn of a program at work that I want to be part of. Brandon (my boss at the time) is supportive, as is his boss. But initially, part-timers are not included.
Basically the program would let any customer who uses a link I send them, to shop at the store, and allows me to get credit for the sale. It's a great way to increase my pay from home. I would sent the link to my client list, as well as everyone I've ever met (you all included) and ask them to forward it to their friends.
Finally, after a year of waiting, I am approved for this program.
Training is today. In advance, we get an email telling us to download an app or, we can set up our account online. I do the latter.
Around three, I leave my home. I need to get to midtown by four for a two-hour training session. The subway is delayed, and I wait a long 11 minutes now fearing I'll be late; I'm not.
The class begins and I take out my computer. I've already set up the basics on the link we were provided. Everyone else has either iPhones or company-owned iPads. My very old 5s isn't new enough to have the OS needed. Another good reason to get that new phone.
Everyone's ready.
Training starts.
And I can't access the company's wi-fi.
Class stops while the teacher tries to help me get on the internet. But the password to the store's wi-fi is private, so basically I'm told to leave. "There's no sense in your staying if you can't actively follow along," the teacher tells me. I feel like I'm being dismissed for doing something wrong. In a million years, I wouldn't have assumed that a big company wouldn't allow its employees access to wi-fi!
I leave just about in tears (but not big ones —don't want to ruin my nice long lashes).
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