No New Job
The new job has fallen through. The person who was leaving... isn't leaving.
So, life sucks.
And then you die.
Alongside 66… Board-and-bat shacks. Two gasoline pumps in front, a screen door, a long bar, stools, and a foot rail. …
The new job has fallen through. The person who was leaving... isn't leaving.
So, life sucks.
And then you die.
1 comment:
Oh, Will. I am sorry to hear that you didn't get the job. It would have been so nice. Oh well, God has something else in store for you then. Hang in there.
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