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Baulkham Hills Vacation Scare:
I think I have signed up for the holiday job from hell. Kathryn and I went for our interviews today, but when we turned up there we were simply handed our roster. The lady we talked to had a beard. The place stunk. They had a mystery cupboard (or it may be a room), as in, when we were being given the "tour" they said "Oh no! We don't go in there! We NEVER go in there!". The other lady came out, she was eating with her mouth open and just letting her food fall down onto her stomach, where there was a big grease stain! And she had a fringe which just stood up on end! Like, straight up with greasy-ness! And to think I had stressed that my jumper was a little creased and I had no makeup on. They have signed me up for 54 hours of work at this place - my holidays are going to be awful.
Meanwhile, my mum is milking this for all it's worth:
Last night my Mum had a fight with my Dad because, instead of BUYING milk on his way home, he simply FOUND milk on his way home.
I think I have signed up for the holiday job from hell. Kathryn and I went for our interviews today, but when we turned up there we were simply handed our roster. The lady we talked to had a beard. The place stunk. They had a mystery cupboard (or it may be a room), as in, when we were being given the "tour" they said "Oh no! We don't go in there! We NEVER go in there!". The other lady came out, she was eating with her mouth open and just letting her food fall down onto her stomach, where there was a big grease stain! And she had a fringe which just stood up on end! Like, straight up with greasy-ness! And to think I had stressed that my jumper was a little creased and I had no makeup on. They have signed me up for 54 hours of work at this place - my holidays are going to be awful.
Meanwhile, my mum is milking this for all it's worth:
Last night my Mum had a fight with my Dad because, instead of BUYING milk on his way home, he simply FOUND milk on his way home.