Shit day! Sheryl went in to WAWA, like she does every morning, same ol’ routine. The guy she had been talking to asked where I was. She told him I filled out an application and didn’t hear anything, then gave him my number. He called and had me fill out another application. When I went in, though, I couldn’t find him and gave the app to their MANAGER ok…with all that, “I’ll train her myself blah blah blah.” I thought he was the manager? STUPID STUPID STUPID! Well, he asked again, told him who I gave it to…I don’t expect anything. What a waste of my time…
Mom called that lady for the job. Bunch of telephone tag. My hopes aint high…Due to my WAWA crap, if she can get a hold of the woman, I’ll be asking as well.
Mom called that lady for the job. Bunch of telephone tag. My hopes aint high…Due to my WAWA crap, if she can get a hold of the woman, I’ll be asking as well.
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