The Job Search

Tee? c/o Skip 'n Whistle (here, great quality for a tee, size up though!) Skirt? h&m (old) 

Necklace? Clyde's Rebirth (here) Hat? h&m Sandals? Asos (similar or fancier) Purse? Thrifted

It was muggy and hot for most of the weekend and when even the inside of the house got sweaty, we did the only reasonable thing and went to Dairy Queen for some ice cream. The minute we walked in, the smell just reminded me of my first big girl job when I spent a summer perfecting the DQ loopy on ice cream cones and coming home everyday smelling like... well, dairy. There were probably 100 fast food restaurants between my parents place and the Dairy Queen I ended up working at (and an hour and a half bus ride...), but it was hard getting a job as a teenager... Something about every job needing someone with experience and this being my first real job?
Those were the good old days... scanning the classified ads in the newspaper every day hoping to find a job, any job, to pay for university. I think my best story ever (yes, not just my best job searching story but probably just overall best story...) was the time I responded to an ad looking for 'salespeople'. I passed the interview (I think we all did...) and spent a day getting trained for my new potential career as a 'salesperson'.

I kid you not, we sold teddy bears and other novelty items out of the trunk of a car while keeping an eye out for police because this company didn't have a permit for the selling of said junk in the trunk of that car. Though I never got paid for my day of training, there are so many crazy stories that came out of the day, that I feel like I came out even in the exchange. Any time there is a lull in conversation, I can easily bust out any number of good stories from that day.

'Have I told you about the time I got training on how to sell $2 coin purses to old men in dive bars?'

True story.