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6:26 AM
Alright, so, I was out earlier trying to find a store that sold Hispanic foods (I found one, so there's one problem taken care of) in the hopes that either my debit card would work here (no) or that $17.48 would be enough to buy everything I needed (yes) and I happened upon a movie theater with a help wanted sign in the ticket kiosk.
...Which is great. That's exactly what I needed. But I'm sort of curious about whether they're going to be able to check any of my references? Does anyone ever check references or is sweeping up popcorn and Mike & Ike such a menial task that anyone capable holding a broom could do it? I mean, sure, it'd be nice if my former managerial position could mean something more than $7.50/hr and filling sodas for eight hours a day, but should I hold out much hope?
Also, I know it's summer and it's about two years too late chronologically, but I can see the NYU campus from here and it's kind of getting me right in the feelings. This was supposed to be the future for me and now it's the past and I totally missed it. It's weird. And I've coped with weird before, but this is really weird. It's just right there and there's nothing I can do about it.
I suppose this is better than the possible alternative, though. Considering all the shit the keeps happening back at home and the notable lack of masked killers around here, this is almost good. And then I look out and see those purple Tisch banners and I'm just like... damn.
...Which is great. That's exactly what I needed. But I'm sort of curious about whether they're going to be able to check any of my references? Does anyone ever check references or is sweeping up popcorn and Mike & Ike such a menial task that anyone capable holding a broom could do it? I mean, sure, it'd be nice if my former managerial position could mean something more than $7.50/hr and filling sodas for eight hours a day, but should I hold out much hope?
Also, I know it's summer and it's about two years too late chronologically, but I can see the NYU campus from here and it's kind of getting me right in the feelings. This was supposed to be the future for me and now it's the past and I totally missed it. It's weird. And I've coped with weird before, but this is really weird. It's just right there and there's nothing I can do about it.
I suppose this is better than the possible alternative, though. Considering all the shit the keeps happening back at home and the notable lack of masked killers around here, this is almost good. And then I look out and see those purple Tisch banners and I'm just like... damn.