When I was in my first year of university, I had two jobs while still trying to study. It was exhausting to say the least. My first job was in a deli (I don't think I have ever posted any stories about it on here - too many bad memories) and I had the bar as well. Some days I would be at university from 9am-1pm, then at the deli 2pm-6pm and then at the bar 7pm-2am, and then back at university at 9am in the morning again. It was VERY tiring, although it did make my wallet very full.
I was eventually got let go from the deli after an arguement with the management. I had twisted my ankle and requested that I wear trainers to work while it healed. They reacted as if I had just asked if I could date their 12 year old daughter and sent me home.
I was eventually got let go from the deli after an arguement with the management. I had twisted my ankle and requested that I wear trainers to work while it healed. They reacted as if I had just asked if I could date their 12 year old daughter and sent me home.
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