Not too happy about it, but hey - its a job, right?  See, I've been working a couple of nights a week at the lil "greasy spoon" across from my house - the owner is my landlord.  Well, it really sucks there.  Wed. was pretty good, I made like $50, but last night I walked out with $16.  I've been applying EVERYWHERE, mostly with places that I would have an hourly rate that would enable me to live a half-way decent lifestyle.  Anyway...  Someone turned me on to this little "white tablecloth" type restaurant in downtown Laurens.  Ok, Laurens is this little backwoods town that seems to have never left the 50's.  Our "square" around the courthouse (this IS downtown) consists of a Redneck Shop, a single-room movie theater, and this restaurant. 

Anyway, so I applied there yesterday... and apparently they've told everyone else that I've got the job but me.  My roommate works there, and they told him that I'm hired, my BIL works there too, and they were talking amongst themselves about what hours I would be working, my BIL overhears it and says  "Claire?  Claire R...?"  Yeah, so now HE knows I have the job.... but they haven't called me yet.  *sigh*

Well, its back to work... I mean, playing with the kids.  I'll continue to enjoy this "job" even once I start the new one.

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