In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Monday, February 8, 2016
Keep asking and start applying
So I don't know, man, what I'm gonna do about this fuckin' job. More and more I feel like I've gotta have more respect for myself, and that respect means I work somewhere where I'm treated better, by staff and students. I gotta get another job somewhere.
Ever think about working at one of those marijuana dispensaries, farmboy? You'd be great at it.
Thanks, man. I talked to one of the workers at the place I went to Friday and she said that you have to be over 21 and have a high school diploma.
And you have one of those, right?
Yeah, I do. I don't know what the benefits would be, but I really need something with health insurance.
But all I can really do is keep asking and start applying. There's gotta be something better than working at this fuckin' sorry substitute for a public high school, you know?
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