i got a job, suckers. wait, i'm the sucker for working. damn!
i haven't technically been offered the job, not in an official way, but they french kissed me on the way out of my interview, so i'm pretty sure that job is mine.
i'll be your new grocery store clerk. i am so fabulous, so high class now, though, that we might not be able to be friends anymore. after all, i'll be slicing deli meats extra thin and you'll just be contributing something to society.
(i joke! no matter how big i become we'll always be friends. even if i get all the way up to courtesy clerk, which everyone knows is pretty high on supermarket food chains.)
Thursday, August 23, 2007
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congratulations! All the paper-thin pastrami you can handle from here on out, I suppose?
I kind of liked working in grocery stores. It's interesting to see all the weird combinations of stuff people buy.
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