Well, I got a second interview on Thursday. I probably got this job locked down.
I applied as a cashier at Wendy’s. In this day & age, flipping burgers isn’t the worst job ever anymore. Hell, one of my friends graduated from UCLA a year ago and she’s still bagging groceries as a second job. I don’t wanna be a cashier for 10 years, but it’s a start.
Anyway, I’d rather slit my wrists and die than work at Forever 21. Fuck that noise.