IT'S JUST A BUBBLE SHEET

So I have been on the hunt for a part-time job for some time now. It's not easy and their isn't a lot out there that doesn't involve food prep which is somewhere I don't want to go. Not that I think any less of those in the food services industry, in fact I am thankful for them b/c on nights I don't want to cook dinner I don't have to b/c we can go out. However I don't think I would have the will power to not nibble, nibble, nibble all day while at work if I was around yummy food. Back to my point, I am sort of being picky about what jobs I do want b/c although I want to work I don't want to spend too much time away from my little guy. I would still like to be able to take him to Toddler Gym, have family dinner, put him to bed etc. I actually turned down a job b/c it was too many hours and I wouldn't be able to do 2 of the 3 things listed above, but after last night I am questioning whether that was a good idea.
Last night I went to take a test for a job I applied for as a Service Specialist at the Police Dept. The hours are great, the pay is great, and usually a city job has great benefits and such too. I was pretty excited about it until I showed up for the test. There were already 30 or so people in the room and another 20 filtered in! I told myself to remain calm, maybe they give the test just once for all open positions b/c it is a test all city employees have to take. The lady in charge stood up and asked "Is everyone here for the Services Specialist job....(in that pause I was waiting for additional jobs to be listed) alright great let's get started." WHAT!?!?!? All 50 of us were there for the same part-time position with only one opening! At this point I can only comfort myself with the fact that I saw the check in list and even with 50 of us we were only 2/3 of those invited to come. I wish they would have narrowed us down even more by stupidity. The test was a bubble sheet test, now if you can't figure out how to fill out your name on a bubble sheet you really should just be tossed out on your bum b/c all other office work will be way beyond your capabilities. But I kid you not there were many, many, many questions about how to fill out the front page of the bubble test with your name, date, birthday!!! HONESTLY, can you not spell your own name and shade in bubbles with the same letters!?!?!?! And if you don't know your own birthday you must have had a very sad childhood. They could save themselves some time scoring tests if they had just tossed those folks out then and there, and what's worse is there was another test, again bubble sheet and people STILL had questions and it was the same thing!!! The first test was not hard it was just about phone skills, we watched a video of fake phone calls and had to answer questions which wasn't difficult except for the fact that two women were hacking their lungs out the whole time and that made it difficult to hear but oh well at least everyone had that disadvantage. The second test is a different story, it was hard. I consider myself smart, I got good grades, have a Bachelor's degree and scored well on my ACT but that was over a decade ago so I am a bit out of practice. But honestly the second test was like a mini-ACT I was just getting up to leave when they called time which is my only comfort that at least I was one of only a handful to finish before they called time which may or may not help me. I think I did okay on the math and coding but oh the enemy that is spelling! I am not a good speller. It's embarassing even in my scrapbook there are some pages that are mis-spelled mostly before I was married b/c now my wonderful husband checks my pages for me. But even though I am an avid and voracious ( I just checked that on Dictionary.com! ) I am a bad speller and not so great in the grammar department either. So finally after 2 1/2 hours of testing, which ironically caused me to miss family dinner and putting my baby to bed, we were free to leave. Needless to say I was very deflated and cranky when I finally got home, hungry too. I am not holding out much hope for a call back and have resigned myself to at least a few more weeks of searching for a job. But at least there is one bright spot in my day already this morning. On "Sesame Street" they played one of my favorite songs spoofs, REM singing "Furry Happy Monsters" to the tune of "Shiny Happy People" so with that fun little ditty in my head I am off to face the day. "Furry happy monsters being glad... Monsters happy monsters...."