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i am now a pizza delivery boy.
SEPTEMBER 7th, 2002
i went up to pizza hut the other day, and got myself a job in under a half hour. no interview required. not bad, i’d say. i start training at three o’clock today.
it feels kind of stupid to say this but, regarding my last entry, and my fine new pizza delivery position, i kind of feel like everything is starting to fall into place. i mean, hoo boy, i got a shit job, big deal… but i think it’s all i really need right now to get back on the right track. i guess the point is, i’m only slightly better off now than i was a day ago, but things are looking up. small steps. i think i’m headed for very good things. and the right way, this time—at my own hand—not just getting lucky like i did with the future three job. sure, it was my talent that got me that job, but it was luck they found me at all. getting my foot in the door so i can sell myself is what i’ve always had a hard time with, and this time around i’m learning how to do it.
and anyway—i’ll be getting paid to drive around and listen to music. how cool is that??
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