| It looks like my brotha might have a job at the local gas station |
[29 Jun 2009|02:51pm] |
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That's right. My brotha might gettin' a job at the local gas station. He was in town comin' home from an employment seminar and got a call from the local gas station sayin' ta come in Wednesday fo' some trainin'. It look's like they are hookin' him up wit a job. That's ill that they did. I'm so glad that he got a job. He wasn't even interviewed either. He was jus asked ta come in and start trainin' on Wednesday. Now, he and I are both employed. Now, I can say that the whole family is workin'. Goin' from burgers ta returnables is a few steps back but it's still money. He should still try ta get a job on top of that. Now, both me and my brotha will be pullin' in revenue. Once his payroll kicks in and his checks start, he'll be able ta once again help me pay fo' gas. I've got today off but I'll be workin' a 4 ta 7 shift at Little Caesars tomorra. I was able ta work a half an hour longer yesterday cuz the store was unusually busy. I've still got ta find a career. A second job would be nice in the mean time cuz my current job isn't payin' full-time hours. Good job on gettin' that job, brotha. It'll feel nice fo' u ta know once again what earnin' money feels like. I'm jus chillin' right now. That's all I've got. Another post'll be up and runnin' tomorra. Skillz has departed from his journal.
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