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Money, money, money. I think it's the dumbest invention on earth. I mean, when you think about it, it's like you are using your time at work or however you earn it and bartering it for goods. It's more a concept than a currency. It's paper! Yet it holds more value than paper. I wish I were able to say, "Hey, I did this and that and I am pretty sure that is worth that candy bar."
I hate money. I never have enough of it no matter how much I work.
I am seriously contemplating applying at Hooters. Yeah, its a pretty shady place; you have to be a woman who isn't ugly to work there, and you have to wear ridiculously slutty outfits for a food establishment, and the main reason men go there is to check out the hooters that will be serving them wings... but I think that I can use that for my benefit. Yes, it is so goddamned degrading to know my tip might be dependent on how much I flirt or how I look, but isn't that relevant at any restaurant? Only at Hooters, its kind of expected and not as shameful. I just think I could make better money there than at J&D market. My mother was the one to suggest I apply... I am not overly fond of the idea... but hey... it's experience right?
I dunno. Mom says "Go for it!", and so does boyfriend and friends... but what do I think?
Pros: money... that's it?
Cons: Pigs, assholes, and eyeballs.
Not very evenly distributed between the two categories... is it really worth it? Can I get up and put on the "suntan" nylons, short orange shorts, spandex white tank, and retarded scrunchy socks and really feel good about what I am doing? It is nothing close to prostitution... but I can't help but consider the fact that I am contemplating using my looks as a source of income. Uuugh.
Damn Hooters. Damn money (or lack thereof)
I hate money. I never have enough of it no matter how much I work.
I am seriously contemplating applying at Hooters. Yeah, its a pretty shady place; you have to be a woman who isn't ugly to work there, and you have to wear ridiculously slutty outfits for a food establishment, and the main reason men go there is to check out the hooters that will be serving them wings... but I think that I can use that for my benefit. Yes, it is so goddamned degrading to know my tip might be dependent on how much I flirt or how I look, but isn't that relevant at any restaurant? Only at Hooters, its kind of expected and not as shameful. I just think I could make better money there than at J&D market. My mother was the one to suggest I apply... I am not overly fond of the idea... but hey... it's experience right?
I dunno. Mom says "Go for it!", and so does boyfriend and friends... but what do I think?
Pros: money... that's it?
Cons: Pigs, assholes, and eyeballs.
Not very evenly distributed between the two categories... is it really worth it? Can I get up and put on the "suntan" nylons, short orange shorts, spandex white tank, and retarded scrunchy socks and really feel good about what I am doing? It is nothing close to prostitution... but I can't help but consider the fact that I am contemplating using my looks as a source of income. Uuugh.
Damn Hooters. Damn money (or lack thereof)