I went to 5 restaurants today, which may not seem like much, but it's tiresome work, applying for jobs is. 3 just took my application, one said he'd call me tomorrow. The owner of this one French restaurant may have hired me, but I couldn't get a straight answer out of him. He said, "I like you, you come in, try it out, bum, bum, bum. Tomorrow at four. But tonight we have a new girl coming in, so I will let you know. I'll call you tomorrow. Or tonight. Very simple, bum, bum, bum.
I am lost in the vortex. My empty inbox and mute cellphone mock me. I wonder if all these places just want pretty girls. It's not crazy talk, that's the restaurant business. I spent $50 on cuff links this morning, and I didn't even take off my jacket. Damn. Tomorrow, maybe I'll just wear a sleeveless shirt.
Ashita mo Ganbaru.