I filled out like a dozen online apps yesterday, and who do I get a call back from first thing this morning?
KMART
My Grandmother’s all-time-end-of-story-no-questions-asked FAVORITE store ever.
Go figure!
I applied for a position called Loss Prevention something-or-other, which I assume means I’ll be running around with a toolbelt and a walkie-talkie, looking official and tackling shoplifters…which is fine, considering it’s probably a FULL-TIME JOB AND A STEADY PAYCHECK AND AS LONG AS I HAVE THOSE TWO THINGS I DON’T REALLY CARE WHAT MY JOB IS. (Wendy’s had an ad for shift manager. I hate fast food, but I would apply for that… )
My Grandma put in a good word for me at KMart, and I’m driving my Grandpa’s old truck.
So thank you, Grandma and Grandpa. You really came through for me. Too bad you’re dead. Too bad the only members of my family to come through for me are DEAD.
Two more weeks at the high school, still not getting a paycheck, and then I’m GONE.
G
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GONE.
And good riddance! Pay your teachers, for God’s sake!
:)
Maybe you’ll have some say in those blue light specials! :)