Thanks to my marvelous *ahem* not *ahem* position in foods at the 'big box' store, I am prohibited from wearing jewelry of any sort including my…
Talk about feeling naked.
Unfortunately, my lack of a wedding band signals the world to my ‘singleness’. And -
Either a.) I have become more significantly attractive since I married my sweetheart
b.) Guys think my hair net, my plastic gloves, and my knee length apron are hot.
Maybe I have a way with words. For instance, perhaps some appreciate the way I say, ‘Would you like a churro for only a dollar more?’ or ‘Our foods are made with only the finest ingredients.’
Riiight. I’m with ya. The answer is:
c.) My city is full of desperate men.
But in other news – my self confidence is way up.
Well… as much as it can be. I do, after all, wear a hair net, plastic gloves, and an apron.
I received a letter today from a local city saying I had passed the testing requirements and would be the first to interview when a position came available and I couldn’t help but wonder…
When the heck did I apply for that job?
Ah. The fabulous life of the ‘kinda’ unemployed.