I hate looking for a job. I've been doing it on and off for the most part of a year now. Ick. Summer jobs are the worst because everything that sounds fun, interesting, or slightly less disturbing that working fast food all summer has been taken months ago, even if the ads just got put out.
Becky wants to go out tonight, but I'd rather sit at home and verbally abuse myself for not being more outstanding to potential employers.
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