As if I didn't have enough jobs, I thought last night that maybe I should look for another. Because last night, I had the weirdest dream.
I was hanging out with my friend Kaitlin, who works at McNulty's Ice Cream Parlor when she desperately pitched me to work with her. She tried really hard to sell me, "you get to eat ice cream, and we could work together!" I wanted to be nice (of course) and was really almost considering it when she told me it was only $5 an hour. I tried explaining that I would prefer at least $8 but even that was a pay cut. She begged me and said she just really needed help for that day. So sure enough, I suit up in my Tommy's Place uniform (because I remember thinking to myself in my dream, "it looks similar enough!") and started serving ice cream. With no training I don't think I was that bad. Hahah...
Day and night I dream of ice cream. It is never too early or too late for an ice cream cone! This may be half my waistline's problem. But live on! Have a good day everyone!
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