Okay, so assuming this post doesn't get buried in a million teenage spamfest posts a la the Lounge, got something here.
My work is hiring. Yet again. Yup, it's that time again, where people in my workplace bugger off to bigger and (presumably) better things, and leave me destitute and bereft. Location is near Broadway and Granville, although it will be moving before the end of January. Nobody knows where yet, but somewhere close by.
Need: graphic designers x2. Do you know anything about setting files up for printing? Do the anagrams CMYK and RBG and PMS colour codes mean anything to you? Word has it out there that these clunky plastic things called computers do a lot of stuff with those...are you one of the people who know how they work? Well, just drop me a line, and I'll hook you up. Oh, you'll be working alongside our manager. I'm sure this has nothing to do with the fact we've gone through about 15 people in those position in the six years I've worked for him. Nope. Neeeeewwwwp. Couldn't be. Technically, the two openings are slightly different; one's for file prep for printing, and the other's for admin, but the jobs overlap quite a lot. Admin folks are the people talking to customers, sorting out emails and doing the work of translating the customer's wishes into coherent work orders (this is very, very difficult. It must be, the manager's been doing it for a decade and a half and he still manages to **** up on a daily basis, but anyway). Good bunch of people besides him. You would also do basic customer service and counter sales, so office casual clothes are the rule of the day. If you're covered in tats or facial piercings, don't bother.
Also we're looking for a driver yet again. Do you have a full driver's licence with at least 5 years experience and a maximum of 1 current infraction? Can you lift boxes without giving yourself a hernia? C'mon down, got a potential job for you. If you have any experience working in a print shop, it helps. Roughly half the job is driving **** around to our customers and subcontracters and the other half is helping me in the shop. Full training on the machines will be provided by me, so be nice. Not a lot of really super physical work, but you do have to be in at least okay physical shape. You're on your feet 40 hours a week, and boxes of paper get pretty heavy, but the driver we had when I started was your stereotypical Main Street hipster who probably weighed 120lbs in a towel and he got by okay.
A few things:
--the benefits package is pretty decent. Medical, dental, vision care, paid vacation, travel insurance, the lot. It's kept me from walking out on a few occasions. The shop is part of a nationwide chain, so there is the corporate muscle behind it in that respect. There's also a rewards program (sometimes). It used to be a lot better; over the years I got a blender, a crock pot, a gift certificate to Future Shop, a jacket, a golf towel (yeah, big whoop on that one), a sweater...wait, actually a couple of sweaters...lunch was on the company a few times...and they also do match your RRSP contributions if you set up the plan with them.
--Okay children. I know we're all bred and brainwashed from birth to believe we're all special and uniquely talented and everything, but the fact is you're probably not. In real life, it takes something like 10000 hours of practice to get good at anything and operating machinery is no exception. I've got that and you don't, which is why I'm doing the training. I know you're just working a day job while you write the next great Canadian novel or your band breaks big or until you get "discovered" and become a massive star and everything, but if you know nothing about bindery or printing, nobody cares about your opinion. Nobody. I know it might offend the delicate sensibilities of the new generation of kids who grew up under the cult of self esteem, but it's true. What you think, what you feel, what your perceptions are...none of that matters. When you demonstrate you can work, follow directions and be an asset to me, my coworkers and the company we all work for, then and only then will any interest whatsoever be shown about your insights. That's work in a machine shop, kids. That said, there are no stupid questions. You're not sure about something? Ask me. It's always always better to make sure than blunder ahead and ruin something.
--If I catch you meddling with your cellphone instead of working or if your first question to me is: "When can I go to Starbucks?" I swear to ****ing God I'll punch your lights out. The good news: if you're doing what I said and following my instructions, I'll back you every time without fail. "Uhhhh I dunno who screwed that job up boss...uhhhhh...it must have been the new guy!" will never happen. I don't play that game. Period. Honest effort will always be met with honest appraisal. Back me up and I'll back you up. Piss and moan and shirk and spend your time tapping away on your precious precious cellphone instead of doing what I said? You'll hate me very quickly and you'll be gone very quickly. Like the last little kid who was back there.
All that said, it's not a bad job all things considered. It's a small crew and pretty tight. Sad to see people leaving, but it happens everywhere.
So, job stuff. If you need work and I haven't scared you off, drop me a pm.