Well... it's Wednesday and currently 6:20pm... over an hour past 5.
Still no phone-call.
Really depresses one when even a fast-food restaurant doesn't call back after the first interview you've had in over a year.
Feel like I dressed up and went in well-prepared, but it may have been all for naught. Wasted my own gas. Time.
Well, I'll just go sulk over this for the night, then pick myself back up in the morning and keep looking.
Another year where I won't be getting my boyfriend a b-day gift, it looks like. Gods, I hate being broke. I miss food. Real food. Not fucking PB&J sammiches I make the morning before I go to school.
And paying for my own gas.
I miss that, too.
~Yosei~
EDIT
A friend who also applied checked today and, as it turns out, the manager had to go out of town suddenly, so THAT'S why there have been NO phone calls at all. She's still gotta make 'em. I still have a chance! >w< *stays hopeful*
