June 20
Mom and I finally went job hunting today!! I’ve waited for this day for the longest time! It wasn’t as easy as it sounds though, believe it or not. I had to literally beg (more like grovel) for mom to take me, which, to me anyway, was a little cruel on her part because after I had, no joke, got down on my knees and begged, a little too loud I might add, for her to take me, she just looks down at me and busts out laughing, as if I hadn’t felt like a total idiot already. Well I failed to find anything funny, and started to get really irritated. So after mom finishes busting a gut, she sympathetically looks at me (probably ‘cause I was just sort of sitting there pouting, like I usually do when I’m upset) and says
“Wow Chey, if I knew you were this desperate for a job, I would gladly let you do mine, and I could stay home for the next two months. How ‘bout it?” Ha, ha very funny mom I say as she goes to get her purse.
Well, naturally, dad heard everything and wanted in on the joke, so I told him what happened.
“A job? What do you want a job for?” Well, duh dad. What do you think?
“Money.” I say, trying to contain my frustration.
“Is that all? We’ve got money. If you need money, why don’t you just ask your mom and me?”
“So yeah, I want to buy that new MP3 player that holds like a million songs. Can I have 500 dollars?” I say sarcastically.
“On second thought, a job sounds great.” I smiled at my geniusnessness. Nice try dad. Well mom finally comes back with her purse and I grabbed the keys, happy to finally be going. We went to all of my favorite places. (China town, American Eagle, Miracle Pets, and even Wal*Mart. Hey, it grows on you. Plus I could use the discounts, since I practically live there anyway.) I just got done filling out all the applications. Now all I’ve got to do is just look over everything and make sure all my t’s are crossed and i’s are dotted, and stuff like that. I don’t want to go in for an interview and have a bunch of mistakes on my application. First impressions mean a lot in the job world. (Or so I’m told.)
Wish me luck!
-Cheyenne A.
(Later that night)
I DID IT!! I turned in all of the applications! Now all I have to do is wait. This is awesome! I’m gonna be a workin’ woman! Wow. Kinda rolls off your tongue doesn’t it? Workin’ woman. Oooo, gives me the shivers! Okay Cheyenne. Calm down. Deep breaths. Okay. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep tonight. I feel like a little kid on Christmas Eve! Sweet dreams to me!
-Cheyenne A.
Mom and I finally went job hunting today!! I’ve waited for this day for the longest time! It wasn’t as easy as it sounds though, believe it or not. I had to literally beg (more like grovel) for mom to take me, which, to me anyway, was a little cruel on her part because after I had, no joke, got down on my knees and begged, a little too loud I might add, for her to take me, she just looks down at me and busts out laughing, as if I hadn’t felt like a total idiot already. Well I failed to find anything funny, and started to get really irritated. So after mom finishes busting a gut, she sympathetically looks at me (probably ‘cause I was just sort of sitting there pouting, like I usually do when I’m upset) and says
“Wow Chey, if I knew you were this desperate for a job, I would gladly let you do mine, and I could stay home for the next two months. How ‘bout it?” Ha, ha very funny mom I say as she goes to get her purse.
Well, naturally, dad heard everything and wanted in on the joke, so I told him what happened.
“A job? What do you want a job for?” Well, duh dad. What do you think?
“Money.” I say, trying to contain my frustration.
“Is that all? We’ve got money. If you need money, why don’t you just ask your mom and me?”
“So yeah, I want to buy that new MP3 player that holds like a million songs. Can I have 500 dollars?” I say sarcastically.
“On second thought, a job sounds great.” I smiled at my geniusnessness. Nice try dad. Well mom finally comes back with her purse and I grabbed the keys, happy to finally be going. We went to all of my favorite places. (China town, American Eagle, Miracle Pets, and even Wal*Mart. Hey, it grows on you. Plus I could use the discounts, since I practically live there anyway.) I just got done filling out all the applications. Now all I’ve got to do is just look over everything and make sure all my t’s are crossed and i’s are dotted, and stuff like that. I don’t want to go in for an interview and have a bunch of mistakes on my application. First impressions mean a lot in the job world. (Or so I’m told.)
Wish me luck!
-Cheyenne A.
(Later that night)
I DID IT!! I turned in all of the applications! Now all I have to do is wait. This is awesome! I’m gonna be a workin’ woman! Wow. Kinda rolls off your tongue doesn’t it? Workin’ woman. Oooo, gives me the shivers! Okay Cheyenne. Calm down. Deep breaths. Okay. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep tonight. I feel like a little kid on Christmas Eve! Sweet dreams to me!
-Cheyenne A.
