It's Almost Over
Today, I'm going to go back to Hendersonville to look for a summer job. I have several places in mind. They are mostly restaurants, but there are also a couple factories that pay well, and a hotel. No matter which genre of work I choose, be it abject servitude; menial, mind-numbing, soul-killing factory work; or answering phones and cleaning up jizzy sheets at a hotel; I'm sure it will be a blast. I'm going to whip through the town of Hendersonville until about 7:00, when Dylan is going to pick me up on his shiny, terrifying motorcycle and take me back to Asheville for the End Of The Year Party at Lynda's. I lead a busy life. And I need the gods on my side for this application spree. (Gulp).