Mein Kampf
We went out from porn store to porn store the other day, not much to say about that...
When John dropped me off I tried opening the door to my house, but it wouldn't open. So instead of knocking on the door or ringing te doorbell I thought "fuck it", so I wandered the streets at 4 a.m. in really cold weather. After some time I decided to go to the coorporate robber called Wallmart.
I bought some cookies and some coffee at the Mcdonnalds, I kept getting burned and it took me forever to finish the coffee. I called John right after but nobody picked up. I wandered inside Wallmart for a while and I checked out alot of things, all wich turned out to be crap.
To pass the time I filled out an application, after that it was somewhere around 8 a.m. and I walked home, in the not-so cold weather.
To the least of my expectations Wallmart called back yesterday and they are calling me in for an interview wich starts in about 2 hours. I am tired and I got somewhere around three and a half hours of sleep max. I don't really know what people wear to interviews, but I have an idea; it's all clothes I really don't like.
I did decide that I am going to go to the interview looking like this:
I am really not expecting much, because out of like nearly 6 times that I have applied they barely decide to fucking call me in. I really don't think I will even get the job, so my expectations are low.
When John dropped me off I tried opening the door to my house, but it wouldn't open. So instead of knocking on the door or ringing te doorbell I thought "fuck it", so I wandered the streets at 4 a.m. in really cold weather. After some time I decided to go to the coorporate robber called Wallmart.
I bought some cookies and some coffee at the Mcdonnalds, I kept getting burned and it took me forever to finish the coffee. I called John right after but nobody picked up. I wandered inside Wallmart for a while and I checked out alot of things, all wich turned out to be crap.
To pass the time I filled out an application, after that it was somewhere around 8 a.m. and I walked home, in the not-so cold weather.
To the least of my expectations Wallmart called back yesterday and they are calling me in for an interview wich starts in about 2 hours. I am tired and I got somewhere around three and a half hours of sleep max. I don't really know what people wear to interviews, but I have an idea; it's all clothes I really don't like.
I did decide that I am going to go to the interview looking like this:
I am really not expecting much, because out of like nearly 6 times that I have applied they barely decide to fucking call me in. I really don't think I will even get the job, so my expectations are low.