"... And that heaven is overrated."
I HAVE A JOB. YESS!
I went to McAlister's right after school and the girl behind the counter got an attitude when I asked about a job. She was all "They're sorting the applications right now, we'll call you." They won't call. They never do. I gave up on Arby's, fuck them. Afterwards, I stopped by Red Lobster thinking, 'The lady said come back when you had your schedule figured out and she seemed pretty desperate for help. Score!' No, not so much. I had to fill out another application because they suck and lost my first one. And once I told her I needed two weeks off at the end of May for France and possibly another two weeks if I decide to work band camp she quickly changed her mind. Great. So I wandered over to IHOP and was like, "Yeah are you hiring, I don't give a shit. Blah blah blah no one will hire me," and I got an interview right then. WTF? Whatever, I start training on Wednesday. The manager I talked to, Raheem?, couldn't grasp the fact that I was 1) 18, 2)still in high school, and 3) did not have any children. o.O Right. I may possibly be working a twelve-hour shift on Saturday from Six P.M. to Six A.M. For whatever reason, this excites me. Just for the experience I guess.
On another note, I haven't spoken to Chris in, oh I don't know, three weeks? Yeah, I don't care anymore. He obviously doesn't want my help or my friendship. Fine. He'll miss me when I'm gone.
I went to McAlister's right after school and the girl behind the counter got an attitude when I asked about a job. She was all "They're sorting the applications right now, we'll call you." They won't call. They never do. I gave up on Arby's, fuck them. Afterwards, I stopped by Red Lobster thinking, 'The lady said come back when you had your schedule figured out and she seemed pretty desperate for help. Score!' No, not so much. I had to fill out another application because they suck and lost my first one. And once I told her I needed two weeks off at the end of May for France and possibly another two weeks if I decide to work band camp she quickly changed her mind. Great. So I wandered over to IHOP and was like, "Yeah are you hiring, I don't give a shit. Blah blah blah no one will hire me," and I got an interview right then. WTF? Whatever, I start training on Wednesday. The manager I talked to, Raheem?, couldn't grasp the fact that I was 1) 18, 2)still in high school, and 3) did not have any children. o.O Right. I may possibly be working a twelve-hour shift on Saturday from Six P.M. to Six A.M. For whatever reason, this excites me. Just for the experience I guess.
On another note, I haven't spoken to Chris in, oh I don't know, three weeks? Yeah, I don't care anymore. He obviously doesn't want my help or my friendship. Fine. He'll miss me when I'm gone.