At sixteen, my parents sent me out to find a summer job. At each of the 5 places I applied to, I got a job offer.
I picked the swimming pool, which was maybe a good idea and maybe bad, because I haven't had to seriously apply for a job since. Once in the pool network, all surrounding facilities will take you.
This summer, though, I need more hours. Mexico is going to be costly, and I need to prepare.
I sent out two 4am applications to part-time job openings in Bellingham.
I have an interview tomorrow at 11:30.
Still got it.
... but mostly gratuitous ego-boosting
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