I found the number after rummaging through the caller ID and dialed it. The nice lady on the other end transferred me to the lady who manages the night shift applications.
And you know what? She was nice, too. She told me that the hiring session for that week was full, but to call her on Wednesday this week and she'd get me into Friday's session.
But then Monday, while I was minding my own business, floating around in the pool by myself while everyone I know and love is at camp, the cell phone rang.
"Mrs. Thomas, this is (insert name here) from FedEx. I was calling about your application and wondered if you were still interested in working for us."
"Absolutely! Can I start tomorrow?"
"Well, almost. Come in Wednesday morning for a hiring session. Bring two forms of ID and...."
So as of this morning, I am gainfully employed by the great company known as FedEx.