Episode 38
Alabama Bama on Ice, Margaritas, and Job Misses!
Alabama Bama is back at it again with a wild job interview story that’ll have you rolling on the floor, laughing! So, picture this: Bama, our queen of quirky, heads to an interview thinking she’s going to be selling bags of ice at a gas station. Sounds chill, right? But hold your horses! Turns out, she’s in way over her head when they start tossing around words like ‘documents’ and ‘enforcement’. Uh-oh! Bama quickly realizes she’s only got experience with two types of ice: the frosty stuff that keeps her margaritas cold and the kind she slaps on her knees after a night of line dancing. Spoiler alert: she definitely doesn’t get the job!
Bama’s got stories for days, and this one’s no exception! She recounts how last time she tried to enforce a cover charge at Cousin Darla’s divorce party, she ended up letting everyone in who offered her a Newport! It’s a classic Bama blunder, and honestly, who could blame her? Nothing like a good laugh at the expense of a wild family gathering! And let’s be real, who needs a formal job when you’ve got the life experience of a goat doula?
So grab your popcorn and settle in, because this episode is packed with laughter, puns, and Alabama Bama’s hilarious take on life’s little absurdities. Just make sure to keep your margaritas close – you never know when Bama will drop another ice-cold punchline!
Takeaways:
- Alabama Bama shares her wild job interview story, and trust me, it’s a doozy!
- Turns out, when Bama thinks 'ice,' she means margaritas, not paperwork, y’all!
- Bama's resume may not scream 'employable,' especially after the cousin Darla incident.
- If you ever need a laugh, just ask Bama about her goat doula days, LOL!
- Job interviews with Bama are like a reality show—full of surprises and giggles!
- Honestly, who needs Homeland Security when Bama can barely secure a cover charge?
Transcript
Good morning.
Speaker A:It's Haystack.
Speaker A:It is time for what is essentially my favorite segment of the week when we check in with my dear, long lost friend Bama, who moved down to rural Alabama.
Speaker A:And, Bama, I heard you had a job interview recently.
Speaker A:How'd that go for you?
Speaker B:Well, hey, Stack, it was the weirdest job interview of my life.
Speaker B:And you know, that's saying a lot coming from the woman who once worked as a goat doula.
Speaker A:Oh, no, I'm.
Speaker A:I'm almost afraid to ask, but where was this job interview?
Speaker B:Well, you see, Verna set me up with a gig at ice.
Speaker B:Now, I just assumed that meant a company that sells them bags of ice in front of the gas stations.
Speaker B:Right.
Speaker A:I guess that's reasonable enough.
Speaker B:But no.
Speaker B:As soon as they started talking about documents, I was like, oh, honey, I only know two kinds of ice.
Speaker B:The kind that keeps my margaritas cold and the kind I put on my knees after I'm been done line dancing all night.
Speaker A:So I take it you did not get the job?
Speaker B:Well, let's just say I wouldn't be no good at that, no ways.
Speaker B:Last time I tried to enforce anything, it was a cover charge at cousin Darla's divorce party.
Speaker B:And I ended up letting anyone in who would bum me a Newport.
Speaker A:Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Speaker A:It's not exactly a strong resume builder.
Speaker B:It's their loss.
Speaker B:Anyway, I needs to go probation.
Speaker B:Don't take out itself.
Speaker A:Oh, Lord, I hope they never let her anywhere near Homeland Security.
