I’m not saying it was a race thing…

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.

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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