I know it has been a while, but since I got home from Pennsylvania on Monday afternoon I've been trying to get used to having a second part-time job. I noticed something while folding clothes on Monday night-- nothing makes you more aware of yourself than working retail. The key holder who was on duty during my shift is three years younger than me-- actually, most of the staff there is twenty or younger (besides the store manager and assistant manager), which makes me feel so old. Granted, twenty and twenty-two is not a vast age difference, but I suppose being an unemployed college graduate makes me look at the world is another way. These kids just don't get it.
The job search has been a bust the past week or so. Mostly getting rejections or nothing at all. If anyone can give me advice on how to keep my spirits up, I would appreciate it because this is becoming depressing.
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