Oh, how I love what I chose for my title. Do you feel the same way?
Well, onto the subject at hand, I made a revelation today (of which, at the time of writing this very bracketed sentence, is left with only four minutes) and it may help me secure a means of escaping from my ever-declining sanity. I have applied for three jobs, since I applied at a dozen others a couple months before. One of these jobs happened to be Wal-Mart, and in regards to that company, I am one of the many people who could admit to feeling guilty for shopping in such a place. The other two included the local movie theater, which has pretty poor screen sizes, and Atlantic Superstore. I'm perhaps more optimistic about the last of these, but most of this is because of encouragement from my mother. That kind of thing helps on these occasions, I have to admit.
It's only a matter of time before I even get a response from any of my possible employers. I'd like a fixed income because I have planned to bunk in with a friend, thus granting my chance to leave this horrid place sooner than I initially hoped. The plan in question is a good one and I look forward to it. However, I will play this plan safe and build up my finances for perhaps a month and then take off to bunk in with my aforementioned friend.
Well, wish me luck. I think I have a good chance of acquiring the position of Night Crew Clerk at the local Atlantic Superstore. I've never worked in retail before but you've got to start out somewhere.
