In my very, very short eighteen years of life I have looked for a job in about three of those years. The first one I found a job in one stop. At the Rainbow Snow, working for the most INSANE lady I have ever met. The second year was not so easy.... I filled out thirty-one applications. That is 3-1! I didn't even find a job using one of those applications. This is why I hate living in a college town. All the college students get the jobs above us lowly high school students. When I turned eighteen I saw the light. It was finally my turn to find a job!
Not quite.
You see, I do have an interview tomorrow for a local ice cream shop, but there's a minor set back. They don't want to hire anybody who will be leaving the valley for school next year.
I have a moral dilemma.
Do I be ethical and tell my interviewer I've chosen Snow.... Or do I play the whole "I'm registered at both places and I'm waiting to see on scholarships" card? Decisions, decisions.
I guess I'll let you know how it goes! Wish me luck....
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