So, I got hired! Just got the call about an hour ago. Only in Vegas since Sunday and I'm already employed. Kinda crazy. They interviewed about 50 individuals, brought 8 back for a 2nd interview and out of that hired 2 or 3... It's base pay + commission.
I also informed them of my disability (feeding tube) during the 'we would like to offer you the position' phone call. They said my necessary accommodations wouldn't be a problem. That they can accommodate a small backpack, and pair me in a teammate for some of the in-home (clients homes) and outside of the office tasks.
Who knew I could find a position so soon! Crazy.
Hire me? Shit. Get enough beer in me and I'll do it for free. "xofaith, has anyone told you lately how badass you are? What? No. Dude, let me tell you. You're a mother fucking badass." "xofaith, I'm not going to stop you, but I just want to let you know. If you keep doing what you're doing, I'm not gonna be able to compete with you. You're getting on a whole new level bro." That's when I'm sober. Imagine how good my compliments will be when I'm drunk. "xofaith . . . uh . . . nice shirt."
That's awesome dude, scored a job in a week in Vegas. Time for you to kill it– best of luck! Don't gamble too much of your paycheck away though. Just some of it, not all of it. Or all of it, who cares it's Vegas.