I went down the street and into a juice bar type store which was very very pink in color.  I saw a guy as an employee sweeping up, then walked around to the counter and asked one of the girls who worked there whether they were hiring. I remember thinking to myself about how this type of job didn’t really suit my long term goals — a ‘dead-end’ retail job with relatively low pay, wearing a bright pink uniform everyday, dealing with ass-hole customers, cleaning up toilets, etc etc.  But I guess I felt like maybe if it had a good staff and a good manager it might be ok.  I guess my mood was like “Ah, what the hell?!” One of the ladies working behind the counter said they were taking applications.

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