“It was in A Dorm. I was beginnin to sharpen my senses to a very fine point. I taught myself to sleep soundly. But I can wake up totally alert if anyone comes within a metre of my bed. I can sense stares when my back is turned. And I know never to sleep with my bedding tucked in.”
Well, dis definitely sounds like JMac.
“So, dis all before you came to Townsend, right? In one o’dem SB facilities down south?”
“Yeah.”
“I think you should tell dis’hit to de committee when you meet wid’em, y’know? Jus’tell’em like it is. Don’t hold back.”
“When I went into highschool the fuckin guidance counselor steered me. He said,
‘You’re industrial arts.’ Y’know, latex shops, synthetic binding, makin boxes, glass, all o’that fuckin toxic shit.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“The whole point was you were assigned to that because you were disposable. Nobody cared what happened to me, like ever, man. So how am I s’posed to care? I don’t even need to be alive until twenty-five. What’s the point? All the good shit’s over by then, if there was ever any in the first place.”
“JMac, I can’t really give you a good reason to stay alive. In and of itself, that’s just the thing: there is no good reason to live. That’s the absurdity of it all. I do know that if you were to die, I would miss you -”
“Yeah, but you’re just a-”
“Shutup, man. I’m tryna tell you somethin. The only thing that makes life worth living is the people around you.”
“Yeah, but they’re all shit.”
“Who you callin shit?”
“You know what I mean.”
“Oh, so I ain’t a real person. Is dat it?”
“When the committee asks me about the riot, I say nothing. You say, ‘Why?’ I say, ‘Why bother?’”
Dis kid gettin as bad as Randt wid’e goddam movie quotes. I wonder if even he knows where he gets dem from.
“JMac dis’erious, man. Dis meetin can change yer life. Don’t you wanna go somewhere OUT of Townsend one day?”

“Yeah, I know. After the interview, send a thankyou note, etc., etc.”
After the interview, send a Thank-You Note. When you call back say, “I have now met with many people in the industry and have now targeted some companies I would like to work for. I was very impressed with your organization so I wanted to let you know I am very interested in your company and would like the opportunity to work there. Is it okay if I forward my resume to you? (only if you have not yet given it to them). If you know of any position for which I might be qualified will you please let me know? I will keep in touch and let you know how it is going?”
After your initial follow up call, call back in two or three weeks and say: “I just wanted to let you know I am still open to work for your company and wanted to check in with you to see if you had any leads or heard of anything coming up.”

Keep accurate records of each call and what was said.

Remember that these contacts may be useful even when you are working so make sure you maintain the relationship you have developed with them by staying in touch. Lastly... follow up, follow up, follow up!!!
“It sounds to me, JMac, dat you gotta start somewhere, eh?”
“An entry level position? You know what that sounds like to me? To me, it sounds like pushin a fuckin broom around for the next 20 fuckin years, man.”
“I know what you’re scared of -”
“SCARED? Scared? I’ve been turning upside down. SCARED? There are guys in the Field who done a lot of reading on these kinda jobs. You know, like, there’s running a lathe, and it’s gonna take an hour to go from here to there with the cutting tool. My dad used to read on that kinda job. I remember when me an my dad would wander down to the rocks along Lake Michigan. We’d talk the whole night - about baseball, about family, about his union. So, when he got me my first job it was in the South plant machine shop. The guys called it ‘Happy Valley’ because compared to places like the blast furnace, it was a pretty great place to work. Real fuckin work, man.”
Where de fuck is he gettin dis’hit from? His dad. Oh well, one cliche deserves another.
“A workin class hero is somethin to be.”
“Most of the time, people are hardly ever doing the tasks assigned to them in their job description. It’s like those things take up a fragment of their day and they just spend the rest of their time wanking-off, or figuring out how to climb up the ladder to their next promotion. And then because...”
This session is goin downhill fast. Wait. What’s that? Jo is openin the door to Kretschmar’s office.
“Shhshshh, JMac. Be quiet for a second, ok? I gotta listen.”
The man behind the mask is underneath the fan now.
“LISTEN? You gotta LISTEN? You supposed to be listenin to me, man!”
“I want to listen to someone other dan you for a minute, ok? Gawd, JMac, sometimes you’re so self-centered.”
“What the fuck, man? This is MY fuckin session!”
“Shhhshhh!”