So Mamma took me job hunting today.
I put my name in/applied at:
-La Pasta something... some Italian place. They only need a dish washer. There's a humerous story about when I walked in, but I don't feel like typing about it.
-Beach somethingoranother... some tanning salon place... but I'm so pale, myself.
-Dance and Active Wear... some shitty store
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