*flails*

This is why procratinating is a bad thing. I might not have a job right across the street from my house now because I waited until today to fill out the application, instead of filling it out last night and running it over when I was done. *headdesk, repeat* Damn. Also, the fact that I didn't say hello to the owner this morning when I saw him on my way to school might have had something to do with it. Why am I such a spaz? (I really couldn't tell if his, "Sorry, I hired a lot of people today," was real, or a brush off.)

*depressed*

But I'm likeable! And I don't want to work somewhere far away from my house! *whines* Gr. I screwed this one up royally.

(Note: The job was at a restaurant. I would have been doing cashiering and coffee making, me thinks.)