Dillards

Well, I went to Dillards today to put in an application. An on the real, I don' t think I really want to work there. I mean, while I was riding the escalator up to the fourth floor, my mind started to wander. Once I had traveled as far as the second floor, I thought to myself, "Do I really want to be assisting people by helping them pick out perfumes? Third Floor. " Can I seriously see myself helping people try on clothes and find sizes for annoying customers? Nope." Fourth Floor Revelation. " "Maybe I should just tear this up now. Whatever. I wanna do somethin' different so I might as well put in as many applications as humanly possible." Well, let's just say the fourth floor idea is the one I stuck with. I turned in the application and that was that. I wonder what my hours would be like if I worked there. Hmm.... not sure if I really want to know. Ah well. I'm not gonna worry about it now. Well, I'm gonna get ready for work. First i'm gonna take a nap 'cause i have a feeling I'm going to close. Ah well. It's all good. Peace.