but it was probably a race thing.
On Friday, I spent all morning on Gumtree, Australia’s answer to Craigslist, looking at job postings and sending out CVs. One of the jobs I applied for was a hostess position (making my parents proud). They asked for a CV and photo, but I couldn’t attach 2 things, so I told them I was sending the former and, if they were interested, I would send the latter.
I got a call from Steve not too long after. He asked me to come in, said we’d have a chat, do a trial for an hour, and see how things went.
So I head to Little Italy, walk in, meet him, and within 5 minutes was back on my merry way.
“I’ll call you,” he said, as he ushered me out the door.
Qualcosa mi dice che no.