rayner

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2017-04-23 16:18:16 (UTC)

Thirteen

So last night I again went with my mom to take my brother to work, this time to be a tag a long and for food. Apparently my mom has orientation on Monday at nine in the morning, which means she's got a job working for Wal-Mart. I think she got her schedule after the interview but I'm not sure since it's hard to eavesdrop in the backseat with the radio playing loudly. I'm happy for her. I really am. Of course she'll be a great fit at Wal-Mart. She worked at a Wal-Mart super center for eleven years before they let her go back in August. Their big mistake since she was one if their most reliable employees. My mom told the interviewer that she could work from four to eleven, and if they need her to stay later, she could. Of course she'll wear her knee brace while she works.


While we were in the drive through at Wendy's, my mom said she put her hours in as four to eleven (or something like that). My brother told her that I didn't know what hours to put - which was true - so I just put twelve to twelve. I didn't realize until last night that that would make it a ten hour shift. My mom said that was fine, if they call, I'd have to tell them what happened. Hearing that struck anxiety into my heart. Oh my god! I'm actually going to have to talk to these people if they call. I'm not good with talking to people face to face let alone over the phone! What am I supposed to say when they ask about the hours I put in? "Yeah, sorry, I didn't know what to put?" I should have just put the hours from like nine to twelve. That would have probably been a lot easier to explain.
I'm trying to keep in mind what someone once said to me, "they don't know that you're shy". I'm trying to retain the confidence and courage I had two days ago when I did the application. I'll be fine. They haven't called yet. I'll be just fine.




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