Help
I have been back in this land for just over 24 hours, and I am ready to cry. Let's start at the begining.
1. Dairy Queen. Six years ago it was a dream job. Now, I dread going there. The only people that work there are high schoolers who stand around with their fists up their dick holes while I down caffine pills to try and do the work of 6 people. Oh, and the owner no longer likes that the managers have "fun" at work... so now we're no longer allowed to talk about anything not Dairy Queen related, and he's there everyday to make sure we don't.
2. Car. Or, more appropriately, NO CAR. Yup. I have no transportation whatsoever. I sit in my house alone all day and come home at night from the nightmare that is the Dairy Queen to find everyone asleep. Can't leave my empty house.
3. Friends, or once again, NO FRIENDS. Everyone was smart and moved out of Holly but me, so even if I did have a car, I would have to drive at least 30 minutes to see anyone.
4. Money, or (and this is getting old now) NO MONEY. I need a second job, but I need a car to drive to said second job, and car costs money, and this vicious cycle is eating my soul.
Solutions to these problems may be directed to phone number 248-505-4387. Or just call generally, because it is the only human contact I will ever get besides Dairy Queen and my sleeping family.
1. Dairy Queen. Six years ago it was a dream job. Now, I dread going there. The only people that work there are high schoolers who stand around with their fists up their dick holes while I down caffine pills to try and do the work of 6 people. Oh, and the owner no longer likes that the managers have "fun" at work... so now we're no longer allowed to talk about anything not Dairy Queen related, and he's there everyday to make sure we don't.
2. Car. Or, more appropriately, NO CAR. Yup. I have no transportation whatsoever. I sit in my house alone all day and come home at night from the nightmare that is the Dairy Queen to find everyone asleep. Can't leave my empty house.
3. Friends, or once again, NO FRIENDS. Everyone was smart and moved out of Holly but me, so even if I did have a car, I would have to drive at least 30 minutes to see anyone.
4. Money, or (and this is getting old now) NO MONEY. I need a second job, but I need a car to drive to said second job, and car costs money, and this vicious cycle is eating my soul.
Solutions to these problems may be directed to phone number 248-505-4387. Or just call generally, because it is the only human contact I will ever get besides Dairy Queen and my sleeping family.